—chorus—
If you take my hand and/
Just let it all out/
You’ll see the calm after the storm/
And a blue sky/
You won’t need this anymore/
Although it’s metaphor/
I speak the truth/
I saw it in you/
—verses—
The snow reminds me of summer/
When you left without a sound/
So cold without you around/
Then it was dreadfully sunny/
Like back when stupid wasn’t funny/
So good ’cause I was dumber/
—chorus—
Thinking about that night I saved your life/
With a simple song, I know/
Good thing you had a piano/
Under the moon, on the telephone/
And in the end a dialtone/
Comforted you more than a knife/
—chorus—
The sky glowed red in the morning/
I took warning/
My poor lamb is what I saw/
All cut up in the lion’s jaw/
Pale against the crimson sky/
So many lies, I think that’s why/
You felt you had no choice but fly away/
—modified chorus—
I reached for you hand and/
Just let it all out/
Too late to calm the storm/
And the red sky/
You won’t need this anymore/
Although it’s metaphor/
I see the sky is torn/
The finale of your storm/