Testo Tempest

In the halls, and in the churches
They were preening on their lofty perches
And holes in their conspiracies
And they were looking right at me

Complete tempest with me
Or maybe maladies
We can while away the hours Away from the hordes
I've almost reached the [?]

I hear the doors of institutions
Opening and slamming shut
They were desperate for solutions
They were drowning in their elocutions

Complete tempest with me
Or maybe [?]
We can hang out on the morrow
It's where I feel at home
And I don't want to be alone

Complete tempest with me Or maybe [?]
We can hang out on the morrow
Away from the hordes
I've almost reached those [?]