Storms

The tears draw storms to eyes
You keep on running with no reason why
As we watch the wind blow by
A fickle type of string plays you emotionally
But it's always a good thing to cry

It wasn't the moment I had to break up
Into pieces I would later
Confuse for my sanity
It's hard to speak when nobody's talking
Introduce the modern movement
Blue trees are saying hi, everytime

The tears draw storms to eyes
You keep on running with no reason why
As we watch the wind blow by
A fickle type of string plays you emotionally
But it's always a good thing to cry

I've been taking in what Rubin said
To exit off the bends
I am better than I ever was before
The storms and the triggers
Mistaken by your fears
Reflecting tough was never enough

The tears draw storms to eyes
You keep on running with no reason why
As we watch the wind blow by
A fickle type of string plays you emotionally
But it's always a good thing to cry



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Hodge, Regan Beazley, Samuel Barrett Lennard, Tom King
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