The Storm
Clouds roll in
Across the sky
The air so heavy
My mouth so dry
Strange as it seems
Storms calm my soul
The heavens darken
Black as coal
Comfort is found
Out in the rain
It hides the tears
And covers the pain
Still slowly as
The rivers swell
The wind so violent
It rings a bell
Lightning strikes
A lonely old tree
Somehow I feel
That lightning is me
Loud and awakening
A sound of thunder
Some shall remain
Some shall plunder
Here I stand
Alone in the storm
Love is forgotten
For my heart is torn
Written May 21, 1987
By Oktobre Taylor
Clouds roll in
Across the sky
The air so heavy
My mouth so dry
Strange as it seems
Storms calm my soul
The heavens darken
Black as coal
Comfort is found
Out in the rain
It hides the tears
And covers the pain
Still slowly as
The rivers swell
The wind so violent
It rings a bell
Lightning strikes
A lonely old tree
Somehow I feel
That lightning is me
Loud and awakening
A sound of thunder
Some shall remain
Some shall plunder
Here I stand
Alone in the storm
Love is forgotten
For my heart is torn
Written May 21, 1987
By Oktobre Taylor
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