Oh hell trouble is coming

Out here in panic and alarm

Black shapes gather in the distance

Looks like it won't take long



The first drops land on the window

The first sign that there's something wrong

Light rain and a head full of thunder

Which way, which way



Two days till i get to you

I'll be late if i ever get through

Where i go there'll be no kind welcome

Coming down upon me



Time will keep me warm

Feel my face

Now the insects swarm

In the lowlands

Fear will take the place of desire

And we will fan the flames on high

Try for heavens sake



The sky fell underneath a blanket

The sun sank as the miles went by

Sit back with your head on the pillow

When you remember it makes you cry



Ghost cars on the freeway

Like friends that you thought you had

One by one they are disappearing



Time will keep me warm

Feel my face

Now the insects swarm

In the lowlands

Fear will take the place of desire

And we will fan the flames on high