well it could rain for days
and then where would i be?
tethered to this chair,
barely capable of gravity.
tethered to the earth,
to the tram bell and the rain.
tethered to a ghost
that i may never see again

and it could rain for days
and then where would i be?
drowning here in amsterdam,
on my way out to the sea.

so i'm tethered to this moment,
like i am to all those past,
to all those sworn forever
that managed not to last.
i'm tethered to this frame i wear
that keeps me just upright,
tethered to these dreams of you
that keep me up at night.

and it could rain for days
and then where would i be?
drowning here in amsterdam,
on my way out to the sea.

well they're stacking up the chairs outside before they float away.
all of man's handiwork won't keep the sea at bay.
they pumped the country dry here to claim a piece of land
but we've melted down the icebergs - water's comin' back again...

and it could rain forever
and the streets would never dry
i'd struggle on against the flood,
unable to cry
cause the sea's closed off,
and i cannot drift away.
i'm tethered here in amsterdam
with what i didn't say.

and it could rain for days
and then where would i be?
drowning here in amsterdam,
on my way out to the sea.

and it could rain for days
and then where would i be?
floating down the amstel,
on my way out to the sea.