And Therein ...

And Therein ... - The Fall

Written by：Martin Bedd

You know by now the lord lays hard trails

When you see that man outside in the bucketing rain

You picture it in your cozy home

You think you've blown a fuse

Don't know how to react

You don't know where it's at

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

They always say it comes in three and fours

And that it never rains it just pours

You think it's your fault

And you curse the moon

You go to the saloon

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

He turned the water into wine

And he insisted that we eat swine

And that's the sum of it

Why don't you come to grips

Just take or leave it

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing lies the difference and thereing

And thereing