Weather Of A Killing Kind

Well I see the clouds, I see the shadow

It's rainin' wolves outside our door

We stand and watch through hesitation

'Cause they'll be spread out there forevermore

You said the sun's behind the fallin'

It's how the creature's heed their paws

And lay their hands on my decisions

And burn right through the books of somber loss

Now there is somethin' in the wild

Here is a weather of a killin' kind

Silently pass their sleeping jaws now

But I hold cymbals in my hands

Don't need no score to play this piece, no

Don't need no violins to lose a man

Now there is somethin' in the wild

Here is a weather of a killin' kind

I drink for something when I'm nothing

I drink for nothing when it's gone

And I feed the clouds, they are my shadow

'Cause I have raised the cubs my self alone

Now there is somethin' in the wild

Here is my weather of a killing kind