rain is pouring down upon
the memory of the storm
worry’s in the hollows
regret is in the stone
you are not, you’re not alone
high upon the mountain
or fathoms from the sound
rising with the morning
or lost beneath the ground
you are not, you’re not alone
if you ever lose out
or break down in the cold
stranded on the side of
the long and tired road
I would drive for miles
out in the failing light
brave the wind and lightning
and meet you in the night
you are not, you’re not alone
