Deckchairs

Hello dear it's been a long time
I hope you're somewhere with someone where the weather's better
Me I'm fine
The alterations you suggested years ago, they've been made
Nothing changed, but that's ok
I still like walking in the rain

I still like walking in the rain
Our deckchairs have been rearranged
I still like walking in the rain
Nothing changed, that's ok
I still like walking in the rain

Do you still see X and Y?
I heard that Z had died
You have to tell me sometime who did and didn't cry
I said I'm fine
When you quit dreaming did you feel empty?
Me? I just fell apart
Are you still playing? Writing poems?
Man, I don't know where to start

Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground

I still like walking in the rain
Our deckchairs have been rearranged
I still like walking in the rain
Nothing changed, that's ok
I still like walking in the rain

If you ever get home could you tell them how
I was smiling when the ship went down
There'll come a time to be afraid
It's not dark yet, that's just the shade
Sorry this got so intense
I'm still alright, can't complain
Someday soon, under a Sunday moon
We'll both be walking in the rain

Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground
(I still like walking in the rain)
Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground
(Our deckchairs have been rearranged)
Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground
(I still like walking in the rain)
Thunder it rumbles through the trees
(Insecure, not insane)
The leaves are blanketing the ground
(I still like walking in the rain)

Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground
Thunder it rumbles through the trees
The leaves are blanketing the ground

In Autumn we begin writing it down
Writing it down, in hope
(I still like walking in the rain)
That memories become more real
When they are on the page
(The deckchairs have been rearranged)
In winter we wrap ourselves tight in the past
Hide in the past, we will
(I still like walking in the rain)
Unpick every thread to see how we were made
(Insecure, not insane)
(I still like walking in the rain)
Deckchairs have been rearranged
I still like walking in the rain
Insecure, not insane
I still like walking in the rain