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Track 10 of the album Weather Diaries · 2015

Returning the Umbrella with a Cake

by Seraphina Aldous

“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