Cry for the Morning

Steam is rising off the ground

And the hot air is only cooled

By the sound of rain drops falling

And the night is so near

She takes me in her armsAnd then far away the fire streaks

Through the sky and

I second-guess what I hear

I'm sure there's something there

But not yetHere l sit in this place

So cramped and tired

And I pray for distant morning

The embrace of painless morphine

Her breath on my body

I need her where I'm goingAnd crash in the nights

I stand and curse the era

When we make our own terror

Is sanity getting rarerAnd thenThere's no warning

From the embrace

To the final attack

There's no warning

Feel the crackFeel the crack of the

Whip of my back

No more pain

No more fear

Reality is hereCry for the morning

Cry for the morning