The Village in the Morning

Outside the rain is coming down

Inside it's warm and dry

You'll never find a cab uptown

So why not stay the night?

Why don't you call in sick tomorrow

Let's sleep the day away

I've got pyjamas you can borrow

Let's take a holiday

You can't leave the village in the the morning

When the radio writes poetry for Avenue Pi

You get tangled in the wheels of old Queen River

And you can't find the breath to whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Why don't you stay until the weekend

It should clear up by then

As your resolve begins to weaken

We'll become such good friends

And you could stay until the summer

And we can sleep through spring

And I can telephone my drummer

And have her get your things

You can't leave the village in the the morning

When the radio writes poetry for Avenue Pi

You get tangled in the wheels of old Queen River

And you can't find the breath to whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Why don't you stay until we're old

And fall in love with life

Why don't you stay until we're ghosts

We'll only seem to die

You can't leave the village in the the morning

When the radio writes poetry for Avenue Pi

You get tangled in the wheels of old Queen River

And you can't find the breath to whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye

Whisper goodbye