I'm lost in the, lost in the river
Starting to shiver, I'm no good
I'm drifting towards the rumble,
The thundery rumble of a waterfall.
When the night comes down
It comes down like a hood
And it doesn't have to be understood
And your embered life coming down like a meteor
Crashing through your house like a civil war.
I'm swimming against the current
Against the current of my blood.
And I'm falling into the blackness
Out of the blackness of my life.
When the long grass bends in the wind
With startling grace
Like dancers warming up backstage.
When the thunder rolls
Like rocks across a coffin lid
Lightning flickers like the things
I wish I never did,
Lightning flickers like the things
I wish I never did.