After The Storm - Olivia Jean

For so long chaos was all you knew

And troubled thoughts, they only grew and grew

Until a web of lies was weaved

But how long can it really last

Steering blindfolded and oh, so fast

The calm after the storm

Is a strange, strange place, I warn you

When the coup de grace sets you free

Catch yourself daydreaming about violence

'Cause you’re not used to the silence

Of camaraderie

Balanced on the edge of a crumbling wall

What a sad excuse to make yourself look tall

Showing off your bruised up knees

There’s no one left for you to impress

That crowd below you couldn’t care less

The calm after the storm

Is a strange, strange place, I warn you

When the coup de grace sets you free

Catch yourself daydreaming about violence

'Cause you’re not used to the silence

Of camaraderie

Surprised how quickly things can change

Deranged to quiet and back again

When will the madness end

You wake up from a jolt of fear

Feels like you’ve been sleeping for one hundred years

The calm after the storm

Is a strange, strange place, I warn you

When the coup de grace sets you free

Catch yourself daydreaming about violence

'Cause you’re not used to the silence

Of camaraderie