Sometimes it gets hazy
And the clouds swallow me whole
Sometimes on me it rains
The tears from my soul
Lighting and thunder surround me
Tornadoes suck me free
And then there are storms
And pain of all formsBut after the storm comes the calm
A little drizzle of care
And sunshine full of love
It sprouts a sapling of hope
That grows to a field of support.
Out from the hurt,
That broke us into pieces
We build our dams and homes
And protect those who can't protect themselves.
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Thought Abyss - Lost In My Head
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