Well Well

Well well here we go

You take the strain and it’s starting to show

You’re like a dam if the water runs slow

But banks break from the power so

Speed isn’t in this, you concede to begin with

And break.

Now now I’ll come and I’ll go

You can’t tame when you can’t get a hold

And your grip’s like a bullet hole

It’s not something that I can’t resow

Beneath isn’t in this, it’s surface pressure to begin with

Restraint.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue

The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you

And we push through.

Here we are, blessings known

The rosary in your pocket shows the wear, tear, tears,

Years go slow.

Fast weeks really take a shape

Blood, bone, metal; take the hands of everyone you know.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue

The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you

And we push through.

You can raise a storm in a night this long

You can raise a storm in a night this long

You can raise a storm in a night this long

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue

The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you

And we push through.