The Storm - Flying Colors

There was a time

When my life was easy

Stretched out in the sun

Everything was clover

The world was off my shoulders for awhile

But then the sky turned a bomb fire shade

And hit me like a gun

It passed with flying colors

There’s no flying over…

The storm…

We will dance as it breaks

The storm…

It will give as it takes

And all of our pain is washed away

Don’t cry or be afraid

Some things only can be made

In the storm

Sometimes we get swept away

We’re forced to take the change

The desert gives you comfort

You can’t stay here all your wounded life

Underneath as the tempest rage

Your secrets come undone

When mountains need movin'

Let me help you through it The storm…

We will dance as it breaks

The storm…

Comes as fast as it fades

And all of our pain is washed away

Don’t cry or be afraid

Some things only can be made

In the storm

All your secrets come undone

Every web you’ve ever spun

All your secrets come undone

Let 'em go Let it come…

The storm…

We will dance as it breaks

The storm…

Gives you more than it takes

And all of our pain is washed away

Stare chaos in the face

We need only to embrace

Don’t cry or be afraid

Some things only can be made

In the storm