Save Us - John Cale

Save us from the wind that bleeds

Save us from the falling rain

Save us from the house of God

Save us from the wind that bleeds

Nothing seems to matter anyway

When that wind begins to blow

Save us from the falling rain…

And in the dark and cold of night

I have to face it all again

And face it haggard hopelessly

With no idea what to do

Save us…