Stormy Down

The night sky hung so heavy

The wet road shone so bright

Reflecting back my headlights

As I drove on in the night

To Stormy Down.

I drew into a lay-by

My eyes were dark with strain

Turning up my collar

I walked out in the rain

On Stormy Down.

I was high on Stormy Down

Thinking of my friends below

But they had gone some other way

They did not want to know

About Stormy Down.

I thought I saw the devil

In the branches of a tree

It was just imagination

But he looked a lot like me

On Stormy Down.

The cold moon drew strange faces

On a slowly changing cloud

One looked like God the father

And I shouted right out loud

On Stormy Down.