Courting the Squall

In the hills it's an overcoat colder Come by, see me If big things, life things, are waves at your door Come by, see me Come grab a sleep on my floor No more courting the squall You're out with a friend in the capital I'm a thousand leagues under the sea You're hovering worriedly over your eggs And I'm pondering trees I'm wandering long, and I'm pondering trees For you and me In the hills it's an overcoat colder Come by, see me If big things, life things, are waves at your door Come by, see me Come grab a sleep on my floor No more courting the squall Oh, you're out with a friend in the capital I'm a thousand leagues under the sea You're hovering worriedly over your eggs And I'm pondering trees I'm wandering long, and I'm pondering trees For you and me I'm the son of a saint and a leader of men And I'm neither of them, but I'm yours I'll build us a house out of wrestlerock shale With some everyday windows An anytime roof And I'll open the doors To you and yours Just pondering trees For you and me