Four outings in one day
Rowing in the depths of bad sleep deprivation
Numb above but pain below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over London town
Even when you're senior one
The will to row can drop away
Like four outings in one day
Smiling as the shit comes down
You can judge a coach from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my seat again, again
You can race me where you will
Through the bridge, by Richmond Hill
All the things you won't explain
Four outings in one day
Trust dries up
Like rain, like rain
Filled my cup
Like four outings in one day
It doesn't pay to make predictions
Rowing in a settled crew
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one stroke away
Like four outings in one day
Trust dries up
Like rain, like rain
Filled my cup
Like four outings in one day
