Energy keeps hitting me like

Blister winds through swinging trees

With all the force of history

Pulling me back through

Keeps pulling me, keeps pulling me to you

To you

Good news, God is love

Keep my eyes fixed above

Ripping rains fall over us

Mountains into dust

Don't look up

Rest in peace Satellite

I'm playing one of three tonight

I′m praying for some appetite

Coors Light in my cup

Fill me up

Thought is my narcotic

This head may be haunted

I thought that I had it

But I think now it's gone

Is this thing on?