The Coming

I hear somebody screaming
Again, bracing for a fall
Close my eyes, but I never wonder
I have seen it all
They don’t remember
Was it coming? Was it going?
Were they running from the sun?
Racing through the morning, I’m coming
Ain’t no chance my footsteps were on the road
No one sees, and no one knows
I’m coming, I’m coming
(I'm coming, I’m coming, I’m coming)
I hear somebody screaming
Again, bracing for a fall
Close my eyes, but I never wonder
I have seen it all