No Storms

Rise above all your restless hum and thud
Til the day we are called, and I return

I twist and shout and serve the whims of all our doubts
Til the day I am called, and we return

No storm and no calm
A curse my mind cheers on
The slow dance of certainty and circumstance drags on

My number's prime
By myself I will divide
Til the day it is called, there's no return

No storm and no calm
A curse my mind cheers on
The slow dance of certainty and circumstance drags on

No storm and no calm
A curse my mind cheers on
The slow dance of certainty and circumstance drags on
But neither wants to lead



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Lincoln Deffenbaugh
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