storm rising, storm passing


The clouds gather

But they do not linger here

Hear, Hear

Their refrain

As the name they chant

Gathers momentum

Speed along, speed along,

Even this harsh valley too deep for this spell

Teardrops, not raindrops, in this part

Do they dwell

Your name a moment

Emblazoned across the sky

My heart in torment

Gives in to this lie.

Storms may pass,

they will not dwell

But neither a restless spirit

Quell

Where thou art not

Is there a draught

My eyes my soul

Weep years foretold

Where thou art not

There is this draught.

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