Dark clouds at the edge of town I see the light from the grove All of us can't even stand
A heavy crane coming down Seems like we're stuck in reverse
All the wheels been set in motion
Over the mean dark clouds I hear the wind kicking up I keep drinking from my broken cup
The sun will break through Boyscouts will be over here I see the light from the grove I hope you'll be back soon
All the wheels been set in motion