There Will Be No Divorce

The rain fell all night
 And it kept me awake
 It was still falling by morning
 It was hard to take
 And you were sleeping on the floor
 Breathing free and even
 If I ever want to drive myself insane
 All I have to do is watch you breathing
 And at 5 AM
 I turned the radio on
 And an old man's voice
 Sang a short, sweet song
 And then the static roared again
 Hungry for blood
 I heard the rain falling from the rain spout
 Down, down into the sweet wet mud
 And you punched out all the windows
 And the wind began to wail
 And you gathered your hair behind your head
 Like God was gonna catch you by the ponytail
 And then the old voice crackled through the static
 And I felt young and alive
 And the hairs stood up on the back of my neck
 We were rising from the grave
 Yeah, yeah