Track 10 of the album Weather Diaries · 2015
Returning the Umbrella with a Cake
“Returning an umbrella with a cake seemed the most Scottish apology possible. A cheerful closer for a damp year.”
operatic pop · whimsical pop · chamber pop · 3:58
Lyrics
You lent me your umbrella When the sky was falling grey I promised I would bring it back By Saturday, or Sunday So I baked a lemon sponge With the icing swirled just so It leaned a little to the side But it was good, I know I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Hoping you'll say, come in, and be warm again Thank you for the shelter, for the kindness, for the grace There's a slice for you, a smile, and a place I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Never knew a stranger could feel like a friend Put the kettle on, let's talk until it's late Sunday's looking sweeter than it did at eight You open up, you laugh out loud You say, you really did not need to But I see the kettle's already hot And you're quite glad I came I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Hoping you'll say, come in, and be warm again Thank you for the shelter, for the kindness, for the grace There's a slice for you, a smile, and a place I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Never knew a stranger could feel like a friend Put the kettle on, let's talk until it's late Sunday's looking sweeter than it did at eight A small thing lent, a small thing given That is how a street gets living One umbrella, one warm slice Neighbours made of something nice I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Hoping you'll say, come in, and be warm again Thank you for the shelter, for the kindness, for the grace There's a slice for you, a smile, and a place I'm knocking on your door with a cake and a borrowed rain Never knew a stranger could feel like a friend Put the kettle on, let's talk until it's late Sunday's looking sweeter than it did at eight Cake and a borrowed rain Come on in, come in again