Electrical Storm Songtext
von Robin Holcomb

Woman with a child′s dress on
Long hair drapes the arm
That cradles a daughter who would sleep
Black eyes open and beating
But is afraid

Little cat, his hair set on end
Bolts from a sleeping coil
At a sound that you know you have heard in your dreams

"Welcome to the wind, oh my darling"
Your heart repeats my own


These long rooms are dark
The night not much brighter
From here we can watch the road
This moment is catching the hot knife that flies

Oh hush, little baby, you're crying
And your tears taste like the rain

Woman with a child′s dress on
Long hair drapes the arm
That cradles a daughter who would sleep
Black eyes open and beating
But is afraid