John Gorka Raven In The Storm
I'm the latest apparition
Cutting slices in the night
I come through without permission
Moving in and out of human sight
I'm the tapping on your shoulder
I'm the raven in the storm
I'll take shelter in your rafters
I'm the shiver when you're warm
I'm the gold in California
I'm the well in Mexico
Like the vultures in the valley
I will wait for you to go
I'm the gypsy in your pocket
I'm the horseman in your dreams
I'm the reason dogs are barking
I'm the hand that stops the scream
I'm the baby's cry that isn't
I am the distant relative
I'm the scratching in the ceiling
I'm advice you shouldn't give
I'm the ghost of a traveling salesman
My foot will be there in your door
Though I can walk through walls and windows
I will knock just like before
I'm the darkness in your daughter
I'm the spot beneath the skin
I'm the scarlett on the pavement
I am the broken heart within
I won't take a train to nowhere
I will not touch just anyone
Ask a stranger why I'm waiting
In the chamber of a gun
