Weather Systems Lyrics

Whenever Paul thinks of rain, Swallows fall in a wave and tap on his window with their beaks. Whenever Paul thinks of snow, Soft winds blow round his head And his phone rings ...Read Full Lyrics

Then it was dust in Illinois a small boy After an afternoon of carting dung hung On a rail fence a sapped thing weary to cry Dark was growing tall He began to hear the pond frogs...Read Full Lyrics

We're keeping busy Yeah we're bleeding stones With our machinations and plain dromes Anything but hear the voice That says we're basically alone...Read Full Lyrics

Being alone It can be quite romantic Like Jacques Cousteau Underneath the Atlantic A fantastic voyage To parts unknown Going to depths were the suns never shown And I fascinate m...Read Full Lyrics