Stretched.

Lightning on my way home
The blood vessels of the sky
My wipers are on, but there's no rain yet
Still I can feel it on the wind.

Got to keep this music blasting
Got to feel it in my heels
Because I've got this kid's sock in my backpack, you see
And I nearly ran off the road just because I thought it was you
A canoe strapped to the top
Have fun, whoever you are

Sister's thoughts in my head
It's time
I took some food for thought
It might be poison
It's time

That the powerful play goes on --