Wisconsin Death Trip

for some reason, this song means a lot to me when i sing it… and i had no idea
what i was writing about at the time… i still love the five o’clock sirens at
stinson.
Everybody’s coming along
On a Wisconsin death trip
Out of the cold
Back on your feet
Everybody’s singing along
Baptismal fire
We’re all getting old
Feeling the heat
It could have been a carnival ride
Circle of death
Passing a cup
For all you believe
A little of the child just died
Wisconsin death trip
Never give up
Just up off your knees
When the small hand hits five
Sirens will sound
We all clap, we’re alive
As it rings through the town
See the light in our eyes
As we gather around
On a Wisconsin death trip tonight
Could have been something you said
Sharkland aquarium
A tear and smirk
We all had a laugh
I’ve been trying to get it out of my head
Wisconsin death trip
Shadows will lurk
They’re blocking our path
When the small hand hits five
Sirens will sound
We all clap, we’re alive
As it rings through the town
See the light in our eyes
As we gather around
On a Wisconsin death trip tonight
We could have used a little more time
At the Trees of Mystery
All now on board
And out of the dark
Everybody’s going to be fine
Wisconsin death trip
Thanking the Lord
And squeezing out sparks
In our hearts we will know
What it’s never about
And our voices will grow
From a whisper to shout
And our God, He will know
That we’re working it out
On a Wisconsin death trip
When the small hand hits five
Sirens will sound
We all clap, we’re alive
As it rings through the town
See the light in our eyes
As we gather around
On a Wisconsin death trip tonight
We’re working it out
On a Wisconsin death trip tonight
Everybody’s going to be fine