Rustic Overtones Rock Like War
Life is swallowed up
It's sitting deep in the belly of winter
We all walk round and over and over our shoulder
The stinging glance of winters face
The frost hydrates
The rusty shapes of an old crippled Ford
Thats the car we don't drive no more
Trees just stripped to the bones
By the same rain that washes what it names of home-made graves
It's demolition time when it rains
Powers gone out so we can start a fire
Too many storms that rocks like the wars, outside
But then the stop drop in rocks from the mountain side
Too many storms that rocks like the wars, outside
Wake me up, in the summer not in the winter
With hail as the nails to hold down the floor boards
I hear the wind roar
All the way though December
The Wind as the choir
The snows getting higher
The house is on fire
And I'm still cold inside
We only talk about the weather
Stormy days we just complain
While outside its looking better
Its inside we stand out in the rain
Stand out in the rain
It's just a thunderstorm
Baby there's nothing you should fear
The sky is broken
Raindrops on my window pane
Like music to my ears
It's wide open
If the clouds turn brighter days
Into a more minor refrain its still a song
We can stand out in this storm
And fill this bottle full of rain and sing along
And sing along