I saw the storm clouds gather before the rain began to fall
I thought I was prepared enough to stand against it all
Driving hard against my face, the wind has knocked me down
A swirl of crazy chaos as I look up from the ground
It's hard to breathe in all this fury, hard to feel the same
I don't know if I can hear you answer when I call your name
It's worse to feel the silence than to face the tempest swarm
Maybe I was foolish to have walked into this storm.
It was hard to know when days were quiet that devastation lurked
Gathering on the horizon to do it's final work
I wanted precious sunshine with what little time it had
I drank in all it's warmness before it was my turn to be sad
The rain beats down in darkness, unrelentless, I'm alone
I really shouldn't be surprised, I think I should have known
Known that the tearing down would be so incredible
The building up had been so sweet
It was...inevitable.
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