There's nothing quite like
the fear before a storm.
Looking up to a dripping sky
that makes your blood slow
but your heart beat faster.
Will you fall on me?
You who are angry and in despair
leaving rainbow's in your wake!
Will you rage against me?
Terrify me and knock me down!
I've got a home,
but it might be better to drown!
Start rivers down my skin,
and make me like the ground!
Like a bear in hibernation,
I will sleep as you pound!
To think you were made
by a loving hand
that tuned your notes
to a sad song.
Oh, my God!
I will drink in your handiwork!
Though others may run in fear.
the fear before a storm.
Looking up to a dripping sky
that makes your blood slow
but your heart beat faster.
Will you fall on me?
You who are angry and in despair
leaving rainbow's in your wake!
Will you rage against me?
Terrify me and knock me down!
I've got a home,
but it might be better to drown!
Start rivers down my skin,
and make me like the ground!
Like a bear in hibernation,
I will sleep as you pound!
To think you were made
by a loving hand
that tuned your notes
to a sad song.
Oh, my God!
I will drink in your handiwork!
Though others may run in fear.
