Oh hell trouble is coming
   Out here in panic and alarm
   Black shapes gather in the distance
   Looks like it won't take long
  
   The first drops land on the window
   The first sign that there's something wrong
   Light rain and a head full of thunder
   Which way, which way
  
   Two days till I get to you
   I'll be late if I ever get through
   Where I go there'll be no kind welcome
   Coming down upon me
  
   Time will keep me warm
   Feel my face
   Now the insects swarm
   In the lowlands
   Fear will take the place of desire
   And we will fan the flames on high
   Try for heavens sake
  
   The sky fell underneath a blanket
   The sun sank as the miles went by
   Sit back with your head on the pillow
   When you remember it makes you cry
  
   Ghost cars on the freeway
   Like friends that you thought you had
   One by one they are disappearing
  
   Time will keep me warm
   Feel my face
   Now the insects swarm
   In the lowlands
   Fear will take the place of desire
   And we will fan the flames on high