WORDS

TERRIFIED

Sun. Blue sky like a dream.

I’m trying not to scream.

Wishing that this all would pass.

With my face frozen in the glass.

 

All reason slips away.

White horror. Prayers to say.

Waiting for eternity.

But that moment never comes for me.

 

Guess I should be terrified.

Guess I should be terrified.

Guess I should be terrified.

 

Death’s wasting all his time.

Him, his court. Me to mine.

While I lend a helping hand.

To the remains of my fellow man.

 

There’s no air.

There’s no fear.

Can you save me?

 

 

Tim Ellis - Electric Guitar and Solo

Nancy Hess - B.G. Vx

Lara Michell - B.G. Vx

Chris Murphy - Violin

Jim Walker - Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Keys, Lead Vx 

Benjy Wertheimer - Esraj

Gregg Williams - Drums, Djembe’, Shakers 

Drums recorded by Gregg at THE TRENCH, Portland, OR