Summer Darkness

The preacher speaks his sermon
the end is near he's certain
A cheating wife, she was not wise
she cannot look herself in the eyes
Another drunken kiss, politics
I don't see an end
The sun sets slow, now she must go
where she feels comfort

He says "throw your money in the river;
give your possessions to the poor
This world will be in flames
before the end of the day
And there's no salvaging,
no salvaging it."