My mind is a lightning storm
that's never calm or warm
Whose gale no temperance born
can weather free of harm
Whose rain like panic falls
upon a sinking heart
With weight enough to halt
a worried ships embark
My mind is a lightning storm
that's never calm or warm
Through the eye we man the helm
If peace must be this way:
A biding time between the swells
amid the static fray
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
My mind is a lightning storm
that's never calm or warm
Whose gale no temperance born
can weather free of harm
Whose rain like panic falls
upon a sinking heart
With weight enough to halt
a worried ships embark
My mind is a lightning storm
that's never calm or warm
Through the eye we man the helm
If peace must be this way:
A biding time between the swells
amid the static fray