[Verse 1: Henry Jamison] And the trees blow around In the gathering gale As [?] Upon the trail And the rains came heavy from the north And they were all outside But I was not I was in the kitchen looking out over the fields [Chorus: Henry Jamison] Standing in the doorway, the doorway Watching the lightening and the trees sway Singing [?] [Verse 2: Henry Jamison] And the rains came heavy from the north They were in their little boats But I was not I was in bed And I pillow bite In my dream I sleepwalk And I drink a beer [?] stay at the café down the block So drink your beer Drink your coffee In the fear Of the great nothing [Chorus: Henry Jamison] Standing in the doorway, the doorway Watching the lightening and the trees sway Singing [?] Standing in the doorway, the doorway Watching the lightening and the trees sway Singing [?]