drowning in amsterdamnnnnwell it could rain for daysnnand then where would i be?nntethered to this chairnnbarely capable of gravitynntethered to the earthnnto the tram bell and the rainnntethered to a ghostnnthat i may never see againnnnnand it could rain for daysnnand then where would i be?nndrowning here in amsterdamnnon my way out to the seannnnso i'm tethered to this momentnnlike i am to all those pastnnto all those sworn forevernnthat still managed not to lastnni'm tethered to this frame i wearnnthat keeps me just uprightnntethered to these dream of younnthat keep me up at nightnnnnand it could rain for daysnnand then where would i be?nndrowning here in amsterdamnnon my way out to the seannnnwell they're stacking up the chairs outsidennbefore they float awaynnall of man's handiwork won't keep the sea at baynnthey pumped the country dry herennto claim a piece of landnnbut we've melted down the icebergsnnwater's comin' back again...nnnnand it could rain forevernnand the streets would never drynni'd struggle on against the flood nnunable to crynncause the sea's closed offnnand i cannot drift awaynni'm tethered here in amsterdamnnwith what i didn't saynnnnand it could rain for daysnnand then where would i be?nndrowning here in amsterdamnnon my way out to the seannnnand it could rain for daysnnand then where would i be?nnfloating down the amstelnnon my way out to the sea