Waiting Out the Storm

And they haunt you And they taunt you Never leaving you alone They won't hurt you If they want to Throw water on a stone Feature Fracture Pointed plaster An anger that's your own And they return As my back burns Laying on the floor We traveled to the farm Walked out on the yard The sky was getting dark We waited out the storm Spent the night alone I hope we make it home I know we'll make it home Like victims that we are Coming from afar I can't be a star Light the candles In their lanterns A room where we're alone Got your high ways And your cold waves A candle that's your own