A storm rolled in this afternoon late
the sky so dark, it made me shake
I’m surrounded by fields fading to night
I’m alone, it’s quiet
I’m alright
The clouds roll in low
and the wind begins to cry
Through the rain
I catch your eyes
My clothes cling tight
soaked on my skin
Rain running down
the lines where you begin
You pull me in, sure and controlled
I’ve lost my balance
and my breath is on hold
Your hands span wide around my small hips
so just hold me steady
forever in your grip
Im softening here in your hands
and I realize I was never born to stand
The storm rages on
So I try to find peace in the sound
And not think about
what’s not now.
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 10:53 PM UTC
A storm rolled in this afternoon late
the sky so dark, it made me shake
I’m surrounded by fields fading to night
I’m alone, it’s quiet
I’m alright
The clouds roll in low
and the wind begins to cry
Through the rain
I catch your eyes
My clothes cling tight
soaked on my skin
Rain running down
the lines where you begin
You pull me in, sure and controlled
I’ve lost my balance
and my breath is on hold
Your hands span wide around my small hips
so just hold me steady
forever in your grip
Im softening here in your hands
and I realize I was never born to stand
The storm rages on
So I try to find peace in the sound
And not think about
what’s not now.
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