Texty: Crowded House. Woodface. Four Seasons In One Day.

Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
Sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when you're feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
Like all the things you can't explain
Four seasons in one day

Blood dries up like rain, like rain
Fills my cup, like four seasons in one day

Doesn't pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an un-made bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away, like four seasons in one day

Blood dries up like rain, like rain
Fills my cup, like four seasons in one day