nothing veils up the view of you from me,
no blinds mighty.
if something's coming as fence,
i'll break through fighting.
The earth shakes with thunder and lighting, and fog.
And i've got a lighting rod.
when the sirens screams, blue and red.
and shame and tiredness are neighboured in the head.
is this joke you guess i'm too far to reach out of your storm?
I'd be cuffed up to steel pole, and still come.