No Panic/ No Heat - Chad VanGaalen

Wait a second

For me lover

Cuz I’ll be taking my sweet time

Rolling softly

Across the meadow

Dragging my broken pieces behind me

How long have you been running

With feet made of stone?

Rain is falling

So slow and mellow

Washing this panic and heat from my skin

Healing water

Come flood this valley

Carry our houses like ships to the sea

How long have you been running with feet made of stone?

Wait a second

For me lover

Cuz I’ll be taking my sweet time

Rolling softly

Across the meadow

Dragging my broken pieces behind me