Mark Eitzel - White Rosary lyrics

It's hot and it's humid but the rain won't fall Thunder cracks but the rain is stuck And the wind blows cool And wet And smells like the flu And rests a cool hand on your forehead A comfort instead of a cure And the I-280 on-ramp lights turn on And I can feel the speed building Denial is what you bought So you'll never be caught The storm just hangs like it's dumb Unable or unwilling A little girl with a white rosary Calling to heaven to take her away From the trap that life turned out to be And from the trap she only wanted Jesus to see 'Cause you're damned by the things you don't see A touch that vanity undermines A strength lost in the flicker of disbelief A poem that can't contain its awful rhymes In shadow like a thief And now I walk careful And quiet Wherever I go The secret business of a spy So no one will ever see or know A little girl with a white rosary Calling to heaven to take her away From the trap that life turned out to be From the trap she only wanted Jesus to see She was damned by the things she couldn't see