How does one tame the wind
To look into the eye of a hurricane
And tell it to fuck off
How does the soul grow a bit
When caught in the crags between a cliff
As if the fires rage needlessly
Hearts longing for closure
Not more fire
Lets see what water would do
In its flow.
To look into the eye of a hurricane
And tell it to fuck off
How does the soul grow a bit
When caught in the crags between a cliff
As if the fires rage needlessly
Hearts longing for closure
Not more fire
Lets see what water would do
In its flow.