Crises

Crises, crises – you can’t get away!
Crises, crises – I need you on my side ‘cause there’s a crisis.
And you can’t get away!
Take a walk until the next dawn.
In the winter, rain and storms.
The watcher and the tower,
Waiting hour by hour.
There’s a breech in the security,
A disturbance in tranquility.