Crept up through the aching glow
It took it's time and took the moment home
Dressed in corduroy blue stone
But I was so disguised in that nobody knew I was alone
And all them pretty girls were laughing
With their goose feathers and collar bones
It's the failure of that wind
And it's been years since I had seen a face that I had loved again
More than enough to go right round
But it gets so damn frightening
When you're holding lightning off the ground
And I was lying in the middle
Just the atheist in a fox hole
Just to keep them down, down
And there was so much paper
And I tried so hard to find your face