Eye Of The Storm - Frances

There’s an ocean of faces

Without any names

There’s an shoreditch of places

Behind golden gates

Lost in the city and hoping it’ll pay off

I need no pity I find comfort in the chaos

I don’t need pity cause I’ve drived into a precarious town

Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down

And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm

I’m spending, but I like what I’ve found in the eye of the storm

I’ve been lost at the races

Safe in the shade

But there’s a world that I’m chasing

A life to be made

Lost in the city and hoping it’ll pay off

Need no pity I find comfort in the chaos

I don’t need pity cause I’ve drived into a precarious town

Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down

And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm

I’m spending, but I like what I found in the eye of the storm

In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye of the storm

I’ve drived into a precarious town

Where rain does nothing but it keeps falling down

And I’m spending all around on the ground in the eye of the storm

I’m spending, but I like what I’ve found in the eye of the storm

In the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye, the eye, the eye of the storm

I’m spending, the eye of the storm

I’m spending in the eye of the storm