The Storm

The Storm

You’re all that I have left,
My life is a bass clef,
Its all low notes and pain
I’ve been left out in the rain

My soul is cold and lonely,
Make me warm, please hold me
Darkness is all I see,
Unless you’re here with me.

My being is distained
Bring me life, heal the pain
I’ll sow our hearts together,
And we’ll survive the weather.

The storm is approaching,
Engulfing us whole,
I really need you, to mend my soul

Thrashing us up as one,
Death will greet us,
Resurrection like the son,
But we must learn to trust

If we learn to trust, then we are in safety
In each others lust, we are a fierce deity

The storm is approaching,
Engulfing us whole,
I really need you, to mend my soul

We shall meet in the eye of the storm,
Whether or not we’re hurt or torn,
You save me from the morbidity
Of my own endless futility

The storm is approaching,
Engulfing us whole,
I really need you, to mend my soul

When I am finally saved,
And the storm has caved,
In upon its being
It’s only you I’m seeing.