After the Tornado

Bad things happen
To the kindest people
God and the Devil
Are kind of hard to tell apart

And I feel like my soul's been crippled
Slowly
After the tornado
When everything is wrong

And everything means nothing
In this bright green desert
These miles of phone lines
This line of skinny trees

And I feel like my soul's been crippled
Slowly
Under the grist mill
When everything is wrong

Can't fly anymore - I've forgotten my wings
Can't fly anymore - it's like I don't know how
Can't fly anymore - and I can't rise above
And leave myself behind me
I've grown roots in my own body

My mother loved me
My father loved me
But I was always hungry
It was never enough

And I feel like my soul's been crippled
Slowly
After the tornado
When everything is wrong
When everything is wrong