[00:12.39]Here  comes a storm
[00:18.06]The dust and papers dance around the room
[00:21.93]It tells of a storm
[00:27.33]The sky is a painted viscous swirl of troubled hues
[00:32.97]There’s a storm
[00:36.39]The branches rock and dance and creak and wave
[00:40.11]We’re in for a storm
[00:45.12]I’ve got this headache that I’ve had for days
[00:48.99]Here  comes the rain
[00:53.94]The first few drops caress and gently dance
[00:57.54]They light up your face
[01:02.61]You smile in wonder looking through the eyes of a child once again
[01:10.95]But soon the gentle drops become the deadly wolf  of a gale
[01:19.08]Our voices become lost beneath the chaos
[01:22.74]Here  comes a storm
[01:27.09]The way the wind it starts to play and race
[01:30.39]It whispers a storm
[01:37.44]And here comes a storm
[01:42.66]Just as everything was falling into place here’ s a storm
[01:52.26]There must be a storm
[01:58.56]Don’t we need it
[02:06.60]Just to clear it
[02:09.99]To blow the dust away
[02:13.95]Away, to a place where  it can never be found  or thought of again
[02:36.27]Draw  me the shades
[02:41.52]The beasts that softly whisper in your ear & keep you awake
[02:50.28]We all have ghosts and monsters dear it’s best to give them a face
[02:58.95]And then you simply take it, burn and throw the ashes away
[03:07.59]The creeping doubts will disappear without trace
[03:11.55]Here comes the dawn
[03:16.23]I can’t believe we’ve been sitting here all night talking this long
[03:24.75]About exactly when and where it started going so wrong
[03:33.42]Dissecting every aspect as if it was fine  all along
[03:42.27]I told you that I’d never been all that strong
[03:46.14]Here comes a storm
[03:51.06]And with it come  the things that we will have to face in this storm
[04:02.16]And here comes a storm
[04:07.74]Just as everything was falling into place here’s a storm
[04:18.03]There must be a storm
[04:25.02]Don’t  we need it
[04:33.36]Just to clear it
[04:36.96]To blow the ashes away
[04:47.76]Away, to a place where they can never be found or thought of again
[05:05.28]This patch of blue, this ray of sun
[05:12.60]The sense of a strange uneasy calm
[05:19.92]Perhaps that was all, perhaps  we’re  done
[05:27.12]Or maybe the worst is yet  to come
[05:33.81]And all is calm and cold as death
[05:40.47]As all of nature holds her breath
[05:46.95]But soon enough she’ll blow
[05:53.13]She’ll howl
[05:59.43]She knows
[06:03.60]And she will howl
[06:12.18]She’ll blow us  deep into the ground
[06:24.81]To the ground
[06:27.93]Where we can only pray that we’ll never be found