Sunshine & Rain

Hey now the sun is shining
I'm feeling good today
Soft shoe and a big bamboo
Tea and cake upon a tray
Left, right, the biggest bite
I can take and fill my face
Scene took from a pop up book
As I glide around the place
So here I am, untouchable and fine
Surrounded by this light
A rocking horse in record time
Yes, I'm doing all right

Then the sky breaks open
And the thunder and the lightning
And I'm running like a monkey and I'm
Making faces at the window
Of the places that I've been to
Howling mobs are going to skin me alive
And the terror and the trouble
As I'm fleeing through the rubble
And there's stalkers in the shadows with knives
And I'm only wanting cover
And I'll never ask another
Favour of you for the rest of my life

Moon phase, shorter days
Tides that neap and spring
Just go with the ebb and flow
Set your stones within a ring
Lamp light, longer nights
My palms begin to itch
Sixpence is a poor defence
In the season of the witch
And as I wait for my dark adapted eyes
I wonder what I'll see
The broken heart of a broken man
What I am or what I'll be

Then we hear the different drummer
And the promise of the summer
It's a lie that no one here will deny
I may be a doubting Thomas
But the truth will be ripped from us
From a whisper to a scream to a sigh
And the evil that we're doing is
Going to bring us all to ruin
We're all heretics and we're going to die
As the seasons start to splinter
We prepare to face the winter
Forecast floods are going to hit in July

Just cause you're sat in a barrel
You are not Diogenes
One tug and you unravel
Like a fraying tapestry
A strong gust and a loose crabapple
Feels the pull of gravity
And down to Earth you'll rattle
With a screaming sound
As you spin around
And your world comes down

Then the sky breaks open
And the thunder and the lightning
And I'm running like a monkey and I'm
Making faces at the window
Of the places that I've been to
Howling mobs are going to skin me alive
And the terror and the trouble
As I'm fleeing through the rubble
And there's stalkers in the shadows with knives
And I'm only wanting cover
And I'll never ask another
Favour of you for the rest of my life

Then we hear the different drummer
And the promise of the summer
It's a lie that noone here will deny
I may be a doubting Thomas
But the truth will be ripped from us
From a whisper to a scream to a sigh
And the evil that we're doing is
Going to bring us all to ruin
We're all heretics and we're going to die
As the seasons start to splinter
We prepare to face the winter
Forecast floods are going to hit in July
Floods are going to hit in July
Got a monkey stuck right in my eye
Going to bake myself a big monkey pie