i could be a father to her children
but i can't forge the chains that make her wife
i could be her heartless husband's fill-in
but i can't be the thing that saves her life

for you know what i am
a singer, a sailor
a seeker of songs
a seer of seas
and when i'm on land
i feel like a failure
get me some chaos
get me off my knees

WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT

she could be the only one i play to
but she can't be the shoveler of my feed
she could be the angel that i pray to
but she can't be the devil that i need

for you know what she is
a dancer, a danger
flames on her feet
a sword in her belt
spreading her pain
to any old stranger
in her kingdom, this country
where everything's felt

WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT

each of us are decks that need some shuffling
each of us just chips we're bound to lose
for love is luck and luck is nearly nothing
and nothing's not quite something you can choose

and how could it be
we were ever lovers?
was there a truer
promise to chant?
and is it correct
we can ever recover?
the wind answers thus:

WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT