The rain and flame demanded I embark
so suddenly—I'm fleeing, disarrayed
while I am driving down this highway dark.

The contrast of the keening sky was stark
against our home ablaze—my fears displayed.
The rain and flame demanded I embark

a banished man, the solitary spark;
I writhe, I revel in abandon's shade
while I am driving down this highway dark.

Your absent love imparts an acrid mark,
a scar upon my skin that will pervade—
but rain and flame demanded I embark.

My faith is lost among the clouds that arc
across the sky—I fall from grace. I fade
while I am driving down this highway dark.

The empty night shares with me one remark:
that desolation will not be delayed.
The rain and flame demanded I embark,
so I am driving down this highway dark.