Sparky

I can't sit still

Soaked through and spiralling against my will

While forests fall

Sparky is raising hell down the hall

You said sit tight

It's a heavy day, so think light

And try to breathe right, try to breathe

So I, so I count the seconds between

The strike and the crack

It's four miles and closing

I'm soaked through and spiralling

But quietly spirited

Wide eyed and waiting for lightning

Or a second wind to allay my convictions

I can't sit still

Each thought's an offshoot and they fire at will

I can't sit still

I keep my eyes closed when they're fit to kill

I can't sit still

Each thought's an offshoot and they fire at will

I can't sit still

I keep my eyes closed when they're fit to kill

When they're fit to kill

Hell bent to leave no trace of intent