It Is Happening Again

It's raining, it's pouring and I've got to retreat to my Beach House to surrender this Silver Soul to the sun. How long until I dissipate? The mist is coming and its' haunting warmth. I've got that lump in my throat, goosebumps and I just want to drown in this song over and over.

We gather medicine for heartache
So we can act a fool
It's incomplete without you
The silver soul is running through
It's a vision, complete illusion, yeahhh
The needle along the spinning wheel
Collecting silver coil
It gathers heat without you,
Whether or not you're turned from it
It's a quick turn
To let it figure out
It is happening again (x4)
The bodies lying in the sand,
They're moving in the dark
It is so quick to let us,
We feel it move through our skin
It's a sickness, a manic weakness, yeahh
It is happening again...