time is a hurricane
whose winds cause a burn
if our hearts stay the course
our futures are earned.
time
is a
hurricane.
with winds to weak to take
the wings from our planes
we're flying low
through the eye of the storm.
through the eye
of the
storm.
time is a hurricane
whose rains make us cold
if our hearts stay the course
they'll carry us forth.
love
keeps us
warm.
in electrical storms
great power is born
but its hard to endure
the bonds that are formed.
through times
long
lines.
through times
long
lines.
love
keeps us
warm.
in the eye
of the
storm.
time
is a
hurricane.
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