Statis in Darkness

Statis in darkness
Electric’s down
The provence in darkness
Trees blocking roads
Stone wailing and raging
Trains overflow
The powerless and helpless
In the silent poem

We’re so messed up
To much to save
We’re so messed up
To much to save

Your tears running
Burning on my face
The feeling St. Stevens
Blood and pain
We’ve fallen, crestfallen
The martyr’s dead
I love you
No longer words I can say

We’re so messed up
To much to save
We’re so messed up
To much to save

We’re so messed up
To much to save
We’re so messed up
To much to save
We’re so messed up
To much to save