THE STORM

We’re just surviving storms, lighting lanterns

FROM STERN TO BOW

Threading all our needles, climbing mountains

Clinging on, hoping history has learned a lesson

PRAYER STARTS NOW

Breaking mirrors, while cursing our reflection

We’ll never get out of this storm

When everything leads no nothing, there’s no such thing as home.

We’ll never get out of this storm

We won’t be somewhere, ‘til we’re gone

Plunging into a darkness camouflaged like honesty

IT’S TOO LATE NOW

When it comes to pain human hearts have no modesty

Nature’s never good, nor are its lessons

IT DON’T KNOW HOW

Too much neglect, too much aggression

We’ll never get out of this storm

When everything leads no nothing, there’s no such thing as home.

We’ll never get out of this storm

We won’t be somewhere, ‘til we’re gone