The wait

Drive into the sky until it turns the afternoon black. Halfway across the state on the day we set the clocks back. And I don't know where I'm going. I follow broken yellow lines. And I hope this open...

If I could write you a song With all the right words Then would these black clouds begin to burn up The moment you heard? If I could make you a map Would you find your way home? You know you can't...

Motives changing Day to day The fire increases Mask decay I look at the river White foam floats down The body's poisoned Gotta sit tight The wait After awakening The silence grows The screams subside...

The pictures falling off the wall They say that this is changing Under it all, under it all The faces look so different But something catches you Try not to fall, try not to fall I can't stay here...