Can you hear the distant thunder rumble?
You run so far in hopelessness and fear.
And baby, if you think it’s getting closer,
All that means is it’s already here.

The sky is getting heavy, let it rain,
Oh let it, let it all fall down.
The earth is getting thirsty, let it rain,
Oh let it, let it soak the ground.

Can you see the smoke on the horizon?
The flames are roaring, drawing ever near.
And long before you feel the fire’s burning,
Baby, know that it’s already here.

The grass is getting dry now, let it burn,
Oh let it, let it all burn down.
The sparks, they start to fly now, let us burn,
Oh let us burn it to the ground.

Tear down all the walls, I’ll build a cage,
To sit inside of every single day.
Unlock all the doors, I’ll go insane,
But take out all the bars, I’ll be okay.

Take out all the bars I’ll be okay.

I want to fall in love,

But I can’t find anyone

To fall in love with.

epilobium:

I’ll keep complaining about being sober till someone gets me intoxicated.

Can you hear the train coming?
You’d better run for your life.
Lock up your daughters,
Lock up your sons and your wife.
Can you hear the train coming,
Smell the smoke, feel the heat?
Can you hear the rumbling?
You’d better make use of your feet.

I got a six-gun loaded
And a ready, steady hand.
I got a lot to lose,
Got family, fortune and land.
I got a six-gun loaded
As I take off down the line,
But it ain’t no use against
The beast breathing down my spine.

I got the clothes on my back
And a broken pocket watch.
I got a roll of twenties
Stuffed safely down my crotch.
I got the clothes on my back
But I know they’re wearing thin.
And the beast still spits out
Smoke as ugly as sin.

Can you hear the train coming?
You know it ain’t slowing down.
It just keeps chewing up,
Spitting out miles of ground.
Can you hear the train coming?
And when you can’t run no more
You’d better pray to God,
And find something worth praying for.