Will I see the storm before the wind picks up?
Will I finally get it right?
Well, I don't stand a chance if I brave the night
Alone and burrowed in
Sleep outside to see the skies
As all that's green around me dies
I'm not one to hypothesize
It can't be a good sign at all
All overgrown with bittersweet &
Mountain laurel, eventually
A pretty tangle of defeat
A poison path, a wilted memory
If I can't see the moon through the evergreens
I'll hold tight, just trust it's there
And if there's not a sun to light our summer sky
Well I guess we'll know the dark
If I don't return then plant a tree &
Lay some flowers at its feet
Inscribe a plaque that says "Finally Free
It Always Sucked Here Anyway"
I hope to hell or god above
There's something to keep dreaming of
Peripheral, but never loved
A background noise or writing on a wall
When there comes a day where all lights dim low
And the sands of time lay still
I won't need to know how it all unfolds
If the wind stays at our back
We're all terrified of the lives we've got
In the shadow of our fate
And we may never glimpse the unknowable
In darkness or beyond
No, I don't have a place where those fears can lie
So you'll see them time to time