Riot - The White Birch

Storm and a lazy spark

Gone for a little while

Do you want to feel a cool caress?

Go find the queen (?) chest

Though she has a wound in her

Her heart is a king size bed

I wouldn’t wait by the phone

If I didn’t know she’s close (?)

Storm sail the wild sea

Sing, o' come home to me

I wouldn’t kill a baby dream

If I couldn’t smile this (?)

Float down the river bed

Fell an angel fueled by lead

The riot is the yeppeny (?) key

Then it’s real