My heart stopped
synced to the dial tone

I knew I'd never hear your voice again

And suddenly I couldn't breath
as if a plastic bag was hung over my head

The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane

The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky

Those words played back
a broken record in my head

You said everything would be okay

But the walls were closing in
as if the world was tightening its grip

The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane

The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky

Please don't let this feeling be the last
I can't hold on to such a thought

And please keep close to my heart

It's outside in the back
sitting on the swing

and the storm is coming.