Stormy clouds run and thicken overhead
Rumbling like guns that might shoot you dead for real
Stormy wind spills spite on shaking trees
Cursing at the house and the graveyard upon the hill

Friends go away without saying goodbye
And I can see them walk off and retire

Nasty rooks gliding like devil kites
Proclaiming that hell has just moved to sky, oh dear!
Vicious seagulls scream spitting out my name
Join a demon choir and split up my brain, that’s real!

They were so right when they let me down
‘Cause there’s no point in hanging ‘round with me

In a rainbow pause
I go out and walk
Maybe I’ll meet someone