weather of a killing kind

The Tallest Man On Earth

Well I see the clouds, I see the shadow
It s rainin wolves outside our door
We stand and watch through hesitation
Cause they ll be spread out there forevermore

You said the sun s behind the fallin
It s how the creatures heat their paws
And lay their hands on my decisions
And burn right through the books of sober loss

Now there is somethin in the wild
Here is a weather of a killin kind
Silently pass their sleeping jaws now
But I hold cymbals in my hands
Don t need no score to play this piece, no
Don t need no violins to lose a man

Now there is somethin in the wild
Here is a weather of a killin kind

I drink for something when I m nothing
I drink for nothing when it s gone
And I feed the clouds, they are my shadow
Cause I have raised the cubs my self alone

Now there is somethin in the wild
Here is my weather of a killing kind