Oh No Lyrics - Hem

Mean are the winds that tear at the palms 

A tiny baby is crying, then calms 

And curses ring out instead of the psalms 

I don't know 

And black are the sounds, dragged from the trains 

They leave a trail of rust in the rains 

Great lakes are spilling across the great plains 

They swallow up everything 

Oh no, oh no 

Board up the windows and shoot at the crows 

And lay every might thing low 

Well, I didn't know that day that I fell 

In terre-haute at the Paris hotel 

Where I lost something that I'd never sell 

I let go 

Now all that I see keeps me afraid 

I count the years by the marks that they made 

And watch the sun from a circle of shade 

That swallows up everything 

Oh no, oh no 

Board up the windows and shoot at the crows 

And lay every might thing low