Lightning came crashing as the thunder rolled in
We huddled in the cellar as our courage ran thin
It's so easy to be scared of things we don't understand
While you prayed for your blue skies
I did my best to be a man
I thought I was dying, that old constant curse
The silence of the bed sheets only made it worse
So I screamed life's a poem, each day a new verse
The end it is written, the ink pens from birth
It's always our fears that cover soil in salt
'Cause if nothing new is growing, no one's at fault
Lyin's so damn easy in a world void of truth
Just answer-less riddles, just a series of clues
I thought I was dying, that old constant curse
The silence of the bed sheets only made it worse
So I screamed life's a poem, each day a new verse
The end it is written, the ink pens from birth
You knew as well as I did, this storm, it would pass
We counted growing absence between heavenly blasts
I've lost that fear now, that childish woe
Yet it still falters my courage when God's drums start to roll
I thought I was dying, that old constant curse
The silence of the bed sheets only made it worse
So I screamed life's a poem, each day a new verse
The end it is written, the ink pens from birth
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