Two by two were living sober
Hands behind our backs
With no care for the hurricanes or hairline cracks

Though we don´t live near New Orleans I can feel the winds
On the fifth floor of anywhere we´ve ever been

But rainy wenesdays don´t quite
Seem right without you

Taking time
But never seeing eye to eye to eye
And I get scared by the thunderstorms
That tear you up

Slowly, slowly you disarm me
I can take it yeah
We´re not searching for goldmines
Just some tandem stairs

But rainy wenesdays don´t quite
Seem right without you

Two by two we can walk
Four by four we both talk
Out of plans, out of faith
No one knows the way back

Two by two we both lie
Four by four skinned alive
Out of plans, out of faith
One more hurricane

Two by two we both run
Four by four spinning guns
Out of plans, out of faith
One more hurricane

Two by two we both lie
Four by four skinned alive
Out of plans, out of faith
No one knows the way back