There we stood out by the highway to the citynJust a few nights agonAnd just as soon as we had almost walked awaynThe sky explodes, into whitennWith fairy tales blooming out of our headsnWe ran into the cloudsnOh ohnnClosing our eyes we felt the windnAnd all that was aroundnOh ohnnI'm not looking for a way outnI'm not looking for a way outnnLet's make them a way for words to flynLet's make them a way for words to flynLet's make them a way for words to flynSoon everything willnLet's make them a way for words to flynEverything will flynnWe sang to hymns to Lake MichigannFive brothers and InSongs collide with airnAnd set the whole God-blessed nightnOn fire.