Out and In and In and Out - Portugal. The Man

Hear that outside?

Go feed the dogs

They’re begging, barking, bashing at their homes

Cold and wet and dirty like the earth

That mashes muddy molding marching boots

Now rain is beating beats and beading down the view

That foggy hazy drumming of that rain

Hear that outside?

They’re coming in

They’re banging, knocking, shouting at the door

Fists are heavy pounds of pounding placed

Firm and steady rhythms that they pace

Out and in and in and out we named

Everything and everyone we’ve known

Hear that outside?

We lost our homes

Given up in loans and time we paid

Worth more to us than them so we end

Our lives with backs that strained to find

A pretty place and life to call our own

A place that we will never ever know

Hear that outside?

We lost the war

How easy it is done if we never knew

It started back before I was born

All of us all of us were rubber souls

We borrowed life and shared it with our own

And now we need to stretch and find our own

Hear that outside?

Go feed the dogs

They’re begging, barking, bashing at their homes

Cold and wet and dirty like the earth

That mashes muddy molding marching boots

Now rain is beating beats and beading down the view

That foggy hazy drumming of that rain

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

Hear that outside?

It’s changing airs

And bleeding out the colors of the world