There Will Be No Divorce

The rain fell all night

And it kept me awake

It was still falling by morning

It was hard to take

And you were sleeping on the floor

Breathing free and even

If I ever want to drive myself insane

All I have to do is watch you breathing

And at 5 AM

I turned the radio on

And an old man's voice

Sang a short, sweet song

And then the static roared again

Hungry for blood

I heard the rain falling from the rain spout

Down, down into the sweet wet mud

And you punched out all the windows

And the wind began to wail

And you gathered your hair behind your head

Like God was gonna catch you by the ponytail

And then the old voice crackled through the static

And I felt young and alive

And the hairs stood up on the back of my neck

We were rising from the grave

Yeah, yeah