Paroles: The Wooden Sky. An Evening Hymn.

Winnipeg I'm sorry
For wearing your heart on my sleeve
In the morning I'll be going
These arms won't tire from rowing
And the drums won't let me sleep
I sneak out in the morning
And I watch you while you sleep
You lie there like a stranger
With the secrets that you keep

When you're caught up in the rain
And it's coming down in sheets
It really keeps a boy awake
Yeah it keeps a boy awake

All my clouds have a silver lining
From which I'll melt the metal down
For paddles for my heart to keep it beating
And if they keep repeating
Then the two of us could dance all through the night

And get caught up in the rain
When it's coming down in sheets
It really keeps a boy awake
Yeah it keeps a boy awake

What's the point in living
If you can't get what you want
I'm too tired for conversation
Come home dear, I feel lost

Caught up in the rain
And it's coming down in sheets
It really keeps a boy awake
Yeah it keeps a boy awake