Shreds of lightning rolling over head
Jumping back, taking back, screaming at the wall.
This place is aged are you afraid?
Better learn to walk without your Ma.
Shotgun and a pair of boots
With that light burning so evenly.
Crack the door it's feeling a little dark
And I can't see in front of me.
Shreds of Lighting rolling over head (pack it up and take it home), 
They say that patience is what keeps you hid (looks like the oils burning
Low)
That pond out back has a type of overcast, 
That red moon is shining right on it.
There's a girl, a little pretty girl whose yelling for her Pa who aint
Coming back.
Time for a change there's a feeling really strange, 
Ready to hear the Lord calling.
Best be moving this aint getting any better, 
Shots start firing you better start running.
Shreds of Lighting rolling over head (I gotta move on), 
They say that patience is what keeps you hid (but I've got an itchin' to
Run)