Sit on your doorstep reading a paper
|
Giving a dollar so you can save a runner who’s
|
Swimming an office then some taking his chances
|
To get across when his whole world collapses
|
Invisible sailboats made out of concrete
|
Pulling a push in his position is obsolete
|
Posing as sweeper when he knows he’s just a piper
|
Equation set for a simply-stay wiper
|
There’s a hurricane brewing
|
More like a rock feels like a bird flock can I get you into a
|
(And we know that tomorrow ain’t coming)
|
No looking back has get diminished when the bull get wrecked
|
(Scramble)
|
Not graded for more parts of earth
|
(Scramble)
|
No need to be sitting on your turf
|
When the lines of heritage blur
|
(Scramble)
|
All that’s left is being human in this world
|
(Scramble)
|
'Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
The light changed and the wind blew
|
And we lost, and we lost, we lost where we were goin to
|
Turned around in all the mazes we get lost in
|
Spun around like a balloon in a hurricane
|
The tide changes not for others but for you and me
|
Dividing ages in the pages of our journey
|
All going down together in this fantasy
|
And I can see I’m not the only other team
|
The light changed and the wind blew
|
And I knew, I knew I had the questions to
|
The answers, the answers that I thought I knew
|
I found where I was goin to
|
Shine a light in those dark corners
|
all those faces that we know that don’t matters
|
Shine a light for those who never get a chance to
|
Well stand up feed your hand that I’m pulling through
|
There’s a hurricane brewing
|
More like a rock feels like a bird flock can I get you into a
|
(And we know that tomorrow ain’t coming)
|
No looking back has get diminished when the bull get wrecked
|
(Scramble)
|
Not graded for more parts of earth
|
(Scramble)
|
No need to be sitting on your turf
|
When the lines of heritage blur
|
(Scramble)
|
All that’s left is being human in this world
|
(Scramble)
|
'Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
There’s a hurricane brewing
|
And we know tomorrow ain’t comin'
|
Scramble
|
Scramble
|
Scramble
|
Scramble
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
There’s a hurricane brewing
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
And we know tomorrow ain’t comin
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
Scramble
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
Scramble
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children
|
Scramble
|
Cause we’re all the storm’s children |