(N. Finn/T. Finn)



Four seasons in one day

Lying in the depths of your imagination

Worlds above and worlds below

The sun shines on the black clouds

Hanging over the domain

Even when you're feeling warm

The temperature could drop away

Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down

You can tell a man from what he has to say

Everything gets turned around

And I will risk my neck again

You can take me where you will

Up the creek and through the mill

Like all the things you can't explain

Four seasons in one day



CHORUS

Blood dries up

Like rain, like rain

Fills my cup

Like four seasons in one day



It doesn't pay to make predictions

Sleeping on an unmade bed

Finding out wherever there is comfort

There is pain

Only one step away

Like four seasons in one day



Chorus



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Copyright 1991 by Roundhead Music/Rebel Larynx Music (BMI)