Unwelcome - Chris Pureka\nThey come in like the rain\nThey come in like the rain\nUnwelcome, like the water flooding its way\nThrough the underground\nSeeping in and tugging at the corners of my mouth\nAnd I pack my umbrella for another day\nI knew a girl who told me\nShe told me you don't want to know\nYou don't want to know all they've done to me\nWhen she was done crying she just cracked a joke\nShe cracked a joke\nAnd she has a smile for every thunderstorm\nShe has a smile for every thunderstorm\nBut mostly the days carry light\nOh and you tried running away\nOh and you tried running back home again\nBut when you just sit tight\nIt's just up and down\nAnd up and down and up again\nA good friend of mine likes to say\nLife's so hard when you're not in bed\nAnd mostly I'd agree with him\nYeah there are some days\nWhen you peer off the brisbane bridge\nAnd think sweet thoughts about the river\nYeah there are some days when the past\nIs just a maze where you lost yourself\nDo you feel you might waste away?\nWaste away? waste away? waste away\nBut mostly the days carry light\nOh and you tried running away\nOh and you tried running back home again\nBut when you just sit tight\nIt's just up and down\nAnd up and down and up again\nAnd I pack my umbrella for another day