Before The Storm Part 2

Alive in a sacred place
I hear the laughing
No sense in the fingers
I smell you on the wind

Unfolded like staircases
Music is growing
I thought you said heaven
She's opening up for me

Give me your hand, that I may bridge this barren land and try

Let's strip ourselves of armour, let's make love tonight and try

As if I had a choice to change the course
And if I choose to go the way of the storm
And every vessel here in this randomness
Just seems to verify our unity

And I can't remember before the storm or the ocean