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
And I'm soaked through and spiralling
And grounding and spiralling
And spiralling
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
Hell bent to leave
Hell bent to leave no trace
Hell bent to leave no trace of intent, of intent
Hell bent to leave, to leave, to leave, to leave, to leave



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Joseph Connolly, Neil Foot, Kelvin Barr, Paul William Wilkinson
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