houses float in manitoba oh the shore is so much older ahh i ve come you ll come when you see streams of boulders higher hills from higher molders you sung too soon she s been calling me here i cannot see i cannot hear so come to me no outside when we came for summer breathing i saw nothing so i was leaving you go i ll go shame you saw tides of turning torn and tremblin tossed and torn i ve said i ve saw come to shy to live here i cannot hide when you re outside and hope so out hide to the streets