Bruce Cockburn

Up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise
Casting shadows over streets they seem to despise
Chorus come on, come on, wind and rain
i know the sun will shine again
till then my lady and my Lord will keep me sane
I went down to the dead lake shore to see what i could see
Along the breeze came, away my cap went, my head it was set free
Chorus
And i hear a far away tune come drifting through the gray
It clears a path before my feet, it makes my fingers play
Chorus
Chorus come on, come on, soot and storm
i know the sun will break your arm
till then my lady and my Lord will keep me warm.