The Storm

You dog so deep, but you found nothing
You took a leap of faith again
You found a man and inside of him
Was a hurricane, was a hurricane

He worshipped you, you adored him too
He held you close, like lovers do
The air was still but inside of you
Was a hurricane, was a hurricane

It's comin' so soon
You can see it in the sky
You can see it on the birds
You can tell by how they fly

A bitter wind, a wave rolling in, a pouring rain
And here comes the storm again

It looks so sweet, from the outside in
But buried deep, if you look again
Beneath the screen and the old charade
Is a hurricane, is a hurricane

It's comin' so soon
You can see it in the sky
You can see it on the birds
You can tell by how they fly

A bitter wind, a wave rolling in, a pouring rain
And here comes the storm again

It's comin' so soon
You can see it in the sky
You can see it on the birds
You can tell by how they fly

A bitter wind, a wave rolling in, a pouring rain
And here comes the storm again

We must stop doing this to each other
We can not reign over one another
We must stop doing this to each other
The forecast says sun, no wind
But here comes the storm again



Credits
Writer(s): Elin Ruth Sigvardsson
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