Stormy Days Upon Us Lyrics

Stormy days upon us, you should trust she must be here

She wasn't clear if you should fear the coming year or disappear

For a while as we navigate the trial fade south of the sundial

Out in the sand without a plan just writing and fighting an impending sense

Of danger we kicked out a stranger gave him a key said find the lock

You're on the clock we're counting down how many towns

You need to pound a path through you shouldn't presume to

Know us or need us or be us or feed us

Or fade away at the end of day

When the fires flare we ascend the stairs look at our stock shares

Brush hair flip pages for what feels like ages as the book takes a new shape

Until we escape the troubles that surround us again they found us

And they heard the gavel as they unravel and try to simplify

These complex creations plugged in and waiting

Switching off in the frost outside a porch light

Lighting a horse's corpse and wolves retreat

With fresh meat into shadows close to rows of corn

We'll store behind a scarecrow to lay low as we take aim

At the market with a Molotov cocktail to spark it then we embark

Across a mighty expanse of abandoned ranches

Twisted branches and avalanches we dodge

Until we reach the lodge knock on a window

Summon a widow offer a free show and fresh snow

Then land a blow to our ego with a crossbow

We're aging in cages full of international rage

And multi-national flags that wave in dry heat

That greet a minister with a bag of bones

And mobile phones that vibrate in acetate

We find a plate then stomp our grapes

Into spirits that clear us and clarify minds

Up at nine to blinking signs and shattered lives

Of bored housewives flipping channels

In robes and flannels licking bowls of ice cream

As dreams scream from distant memes

And synopses tremble with tremolo

As kids shout hello and chew on play dough

Mixed with jello on top of cellos

They signal lost passion or forgotten fashion

Faces ashen while they continue crashing

It feels everlasting but it's probably passing

We need some action to get past it

Old friends are plastered serving different masters

And he's a bastard but we believe him

When he says he's leaving or tired of grieving

That another season came and went

Without paying rent and left a dent

In our predicament our empty storehouse

Our broken war shouts our warped foreground

Our final mission to save the vision

To make them proud and save the town

And pass the basket to collect more plastic

Then buy up land to sculpt the sands

Until we land like an agile spaceman

Near a moving van with a dove dangling

Downtrodden and engaging in secret handshakes

That levitate above the lake's wake

Then waking up late still dreaming

Still turning off alarms and spinning yarns

And rubbing elbows with wide-eyed fellows

In 50's garb in picturesque yards

On magazine covers for star-crossed lovers

Underneath the covers

But it's almost noon daylight got through

The blackout curtains the blackout's hurting

You back out and back down but nothing's certain

Except that mansion and all those phantoms

And the faded sun and the nervous moon

And empty rooms and spreading wounds

She still tries to soothe with better news

And a gift of shoes and you almost lost it

What did it cost kid how do we rewind

How do we ever find a feeling to replace the space

That's left by nostalgia and deep memories

Of hopeful dreams and fuzzy screens

That glow in between two parents an old couch

A yellow house a quiet street a summer heat

On the front lawn throwing rocks with local jocks

And rushing youth to get to the truth until it comes

And you realize those days are done and it's been fun

Feels like a thousand years with high and lows

Etched hard in stone with an occipital bone by a caveman

Offering up regrets, regards, and an installment plan