I can't sit still Soaked through and spiralling against my will While forests fall Sparky is raising hell down the hall ♪ You said sit tight It's a heavy day, so think light And try to breathe right, try to breathe So I, so I count the seconds between The strike and the crack It's four miles and closing And I'm soaked through and spiralling And grounding and spiralling And spiralling And spiralling ♪ But quietly spirited Wide eyed and waiting for lightning Or a second wind to allay my convictions ♪ I can't sit still Each thought's an offshoot and they fire at will I can't sit still I keep my eyes closed when they're fit to kill I can't sit still Each thought's an offshoot and they fire at will I can't sit still I keep my eyes closed when they're fit to kill When they're fit to kill ♪ Hell bent Hell bent to leave Hell bent to leave no trace Hell bent to leave no trace of intent, of intent Hell bent to leave, to leave, to leave, to leave, to leave