The Storm

It stirs in my soul  
The quiet turns to thunder  
Echoing deep within my bones  
I feel the ground tremble beneath my weight  
The tension mounting until I can't hold on  
And it takes everything  

It rushes out  
Unfiltered truth pours from my lips  
Like lightning striking the heart of doubt  
I couldn't set it right

Sirens will blare  
But it's too late for redemption now  
Sooner or later the storm will break,  
I'll open my eyes  
and search for the face of grace  

In ruins carved from ash and billowing clouds  
It's sink or swim  
drowning in my thoughts  
It's sink or swim  
It chills my mind  
But I feel it shatter

With just one wrong turn on a narrow path  
And suddenly I'm the one who pleads  
A desperate soul seeking faith  
But I'll leave behind trails of crooked scars

Etched into the surface of salvation  
I wish I could smooth them out  
Till it all comes crashing down  
Unfiltered truth pours from my lips  
Like lightning striking the heart of doubt  
I just couldn't set it right  

Sirens will blare  
But it's too late for redemption now  
Sooner or later the storm will break  
I'll open my eyes once more