Story Behind the Song
Played for Origins - a live recording series, at the Poor Alex Theatre, Toronto, March 2000.
Written over the battles of the will
and the umbrella...
hand carved bricks are hard to see through at all
Lyrics
Ever
Oh Lord,
The weathers getting hard, but my will is still hanging on
To see my Reflection of the sky even when the sun is gone
And though theres light in shadows, we still seek protection all the same
Needing umbrellas for shade only when were afraid to feel the rain
Oh Lord,
Theres a girl that hides behind a well made wall
And shes a Woman, but hand-carved bricks are hard to see through at all
And she dreams in colours, fixed in pretty laces and rainbows
And though I live blindly, I see Beauty through the seams of her clothes
And she dances in rhythms, careful not to be caught in the storm that calls
So I take her hand, and together we Stand to catch every drop that falls
Every single drop that ever falls
Oh Lord,
The weathers getting hard, but our will is still hanging on...
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