There is a swelling storm,
What ensues shall for itself perform,
I'm caught up in the middle of it all,
Up the ladder and down the wall,
And it takes control,
A sort of besom that clears my soul.
The person that I thought I was
I shot her dead because,
The girl I used to know,
Will never stay content on the low,
Or watch a young heart fail,
Whenever storms assail.'
Good thing there is a light
To dwell in solemn shades of endless night.
Even in the dark I feel its warmth,
In my hands, and my heart,
Why can't I hold on?
When that greater dream had gone.
It comes and goes in waves,
It always does, it always does,
We watch as our young hearts fade,
Into the flood, into the flood,
The freedom of falling,
Whipped by the storm, screaming and calling.
A feeling I thought was set in stone,
I let them stray, I thought of myself alone,
I let it slip through my fingers,
Now every lasting effect of you lingers,
I'm trying hard to let go
Whether it’s possible I cannot tell for I do not know.
It comes and goes in waves,
It always does, it always does,
And carries us away through the wind,
And peace I think that I may find,
Memories of a stolen place
An echo lost in space.
here is the link to the original song. Beautiful song I must confess
SAEFHENRY OSAS
