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