2008-07-21 - 8:10 PM
Before the storm, it’s not calming
To me, it’s actually alarming
And the aftermath leaves us bleeding
With no reason for me to try pleading
But I know this wound will heal
Scab up, but eventually peel
And I hope it won’t leave you a scar
And I hope I’ll still have a star
So as I move on, I can wish
That you can find another fish
Who can give you the things that you need
So you’ll never, ever have to bleed
And so I can have something beautiful in sight
To gaze at on a sleepless night
To find the calm before the alarm
And know that it’ll be alright
As long as that star is in my sky
I'll know that this is right
