When the lightning struck the sea
I saw the silhouette
I’ve come to protect you from the demons
I had so much time to reconsider
When I saw your name on the newspaper
Suppose I’ll never see the statues
they build of you
So much further blues
Could you keep the noise down, Mr Flynn?
You say I’m digging a hole
It’s the one you’ll bury me in
As I tear myself away