Storm Songtext
von Night Flight
Storm Songtext
Order, order, nobody can see
All the leaves are falling from her authenticity
Corner, corner everything you know
Stick it in a pile where the innocence of love can grow
Saw her, saw her pickled in the light
Fickle as her ghosts as she wriggles in the night
Call her, call her, blatant as she breathes
Standing by the pillars of dishonesty and greed
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
Tearing, flaring, fluming through the air
Kicking down the barriers benevolence forbears
Kick me, prick me, I never understood
How all you've ever known could be burning in the woods
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
Tell me you're not fooled by the same old-fashioned drool
That we ache in our hearts as our lovers depart
And fuck them if they talk with any kind of pity
I was born on my own and I'll die just as pretty
The reason we fall
Is the reason we brawl
Is the reason we crawl
Is the reason we stand so tall
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you'd be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide, through the storm
I will wait for you sullen atmosphere, I will wait for you
I will wait for you, sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
I will wait for you, sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
Sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
All the leaves are falling from her authenticity
Corner, corner everything you know
Stick it in a pile where the innocence of love can grow
Saw her, saw her pickled in the light
Fickle as her ghosts as she wriggles in the night
Call her, call her, blatant as she breathes
Standing by the pillars of dishonesty and greed
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
Tearing, flaring, fluming through the air
Kicking down the barriers benevolence forbears
Kick me, prick me, I never understood
How all you've ever known could be burning in the woods
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
Tell me you're not fooled by the same old-fashioned drool
That we ache in our hearts as our lovers depart
And fuck them if they talk with any kind of pity
I was born on my own and I'll die just as pretty
The reason we fall
Is the reason we brawl
Is the reason we crawl
Is the reason we stand so tall
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you'd be my guide, be my guide through the storm
I thought you′d be my guide, be my guide, through the storm
I will wait for you sullen atmosphere, I will wait for you
I will wait for you, sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
I will wait for you, sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
I will wait for you
Sullen atmosphere
I will wait for you
Writer(s): Samuel James Peter Holmes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com