[Verse 1: Henry Jamison]
And the trees blow around
In the gathering gale
As [?]
Upon the trail
And the rains came heavy from the north
And they were all outside
But I was not
I was in the kitchen looking out over the fields
[Chorus: Henry Jamison]
Standing in the doorway, the doorway
Watching the lightening and the trees sway
Singing [?]
[Verse 2: Henry Jamison]
And the rains came heavy from the north
They were in their little boats
But I was not
I was in bed
And I pillow bite
In my dream I sleepwalk
And I drink a beer
[?] stay at the café down the block
So drink your beer
Drink your coffee
In the fear
Of the great nothing
[Chorus: Henry Jamison]
Standing in the doorway, the doorway
Watching the lightening and the trees sway
Singing [?]
Standing in the doorway, the doorway
Watching the lightening and the trees sway
Singing [?]