Verse
There's a hole in the roof
And the rain's coming down
The roads are flooded
There's no way back to town
And the ship we came in on
Has just run aground
You know fate has a funny way
of coming around
Bridge
Oh, they'll carve our names like scripture
to the soles of our feet
Each footprint that they take
it will tell of our beat
Til the night of the following rain
Til the flow tide comes to swallow pain
Solos are played over the verse chords