The air stand still, the shade is hot
High above a cool cool shadow begins
But the clouds bring on this feeling
That the rain coming in

Will not bring me the healing that I need today
It’s just a passing moment anyway
Now blowing winds the tempest begins
But the clouds bring on this feeling that the rain coming in

Will not bring me the healing that I need today
It’s just a passing moment anyway
Will my faith endure through this coming storm
Flashing bolts of light, day turns into night

A darkness that does not belong on me
Cyclonic arcade, phantom serenade
A darkness that does not belong on me
Twisting into form, from this coming storm

As thunder echoes horizons darken
The air turns colder my senses sharpen
There’s no time for me to simply wait and see
As lightning strikes the ground from which I fled

Inundated swarm in this coming storm
As thunder echoes horizons darken
The air turns colder my senses sharpen
Will I be transformed by this coming storm

As thunder echoes horizons darken
The air turns colder my senses sharpen
Testing my faith, sent from Heaven’s gate
My cries are washed away upon the wind

The storm dissipates, light now emanates
The alluring light that I know belongs on me
This passing storm begged me to conform
But I knew that he was with me all along