She made her way through Alamo and survived
Ran out into the open air, with the caravans
She says there's something coming for me
To eat me up
If there's something coming for you
You made it up
She made her way to Austin
Said the air was dry
Went back up into New Orleans
To meet some guy
She said the angry men are coming
She said the angry men are rolling in
She said the angry men are coming in caravans
She says there's something coming for me
To eat me up
If there's something coming for you
You made it up
She made herself the desert sand
And blew around
She wraps her arms around me now
And disappears
Her clothes unstitched and inside out
She can't tell you how
The last thing she remembers
Is the caravan
She says I feel more like them than I do me
She says the things they've done are glued to me
She says that she still dreams of what they did
In the caravan
She says there's something coming for me
To eat me up
If there's something coming for you
You made it up