Well well here we go
You take the strain and it’s starting to show
You’re like a dam if the water runs slow
But banks break from the power so
Speed isn’t in this, you concede to begin with
And break.

Now now I’ll come and I’ll go
You can’t tame when you can’t get a hold
And your grip’s like a bullet hole
It’s not something that I can’t resow
Beneath isn’t in this, it’s surface pressure to begin with
Restraint.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue
The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you
And we push through.

Here we are, blessings known
The rosary in your pocket shows the wear, tear, tears,
Years go slow.
Fast weeks really take a shape
Blood, bone, metal; take the hands of everyone you know.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue
The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you
And we push through.

You can raise a storm in a night this long
You can raise a storm in a night this long
You can raise a storm in a night this long
Hold on, hold on, hold on.

St. Elmo’s fire, the plane goes higher, I see you only in blue
The whites of eyes, the red chastise of looking only at you
And we push through.