How about a story…, something to take you away from your morning…, the dew on perfect petals…, drop dropping off from rain…, drop like rain…, hey…, oh… The rain drops dripping…, dripping on me every where…, all over my hair…, soaking wet in my sweats…, out in this storm working my way back from…, a broken reality…, sorry I was trying to figure it out then…, all I had was my pen…, to write down then…, everything I could see going on again…, oh…, again… Looking into the past…, why did it go so fast…, don’t think about time though…, it’s important…, looking back again…, oh…, oh… Storm in my soul rages on…, fixed up on the hill top where I was born…, filling up the madness…, one drink at a time…, just get in line for the moment to see…, what you will not unsee…, it’s gonna be the most tragic or maybe it’s magic…, well we will see…, will we see…, oh…, yeah…, oh… I’m flowing in the wind…, my precious heart is my own head…, telling me something…, some of the stories I’ve read…, don’t let this be…, don’t let it happen to me…, you got to know when it’s time to help the mindless things…, it’s something that seems impossible but it’s done with ease…, so please please understand me…, this is what I can see…, something’s happening…, again.., oh.. Don’t look at me…, I don’t want the center of attention…, point that somewhere else but here…, you don’t understand anything…, again.., oh…, oh… Storm in my soul rages on…, fixed up on the hill top where I was born…, filling up the madness…, one drink at a time…, just get in line for the moment to see…, what you will not unsee…, it’s gonna be the most tragic or maybe it’s magic…, well we will see…, will we see…, oh…, yeah…, oh… When it’s not the right thing…, what is the right thing to do anyways…, it’s fading into nothing…, if you’re not going to do anything…, say something or say goodbye to the truth…, it could of been you…, yes it could have been the right thing…, but you did nothing…, nothing…, oh…, oh…, yeah…
