Change

I hear thunder, rolling through the sky,
The clouds are beginning to form before my eyes;
Something's coming,
And it's coming for me.

The world is changing, push and pull,
What you give in love is paid full in sorrow;
Something's coming,
And it's coming for me.

The road is forked, nowhere to run anymore,
My voice echoes, bouncing off the silence,
Once upon a time, I knew which way to go,
But now the distance seems too much,
And something's coming,
And it's finally caught me by the throat.