Flood came down the hill
The horses all scattered
Oak trees fell like they never even mattered
They sounded the bell as the windowpanes shattered
We were halfway to hell by noon
But all I could think of was you
It swallowed the town
Like it never existed
A sickening sound of metal bone twisted
Birds fell to the ground like something predicted
The sun hung cold as the moon
And all I could think of was you
Was you
Was you
Was you