Away from the light of the sun Away, I find what is real Expose the dark side When there is nothing Awakening emotional Impossible to tame Shot for shot Let the bullet penetrate me It breaks life

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

And so you left us Jaded and gaunt, some September Wilted with the seasons But hidden inside the delusion I saw you eyes, somewhere Devoid of death The aura poises amidst (the storm) In solid tears I linger A parlor glade, moonlit sorrow

You'll dance to anything We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm They will never be the same They're fighting with us to keep us warm 'Cause they know, I know, that they don't look like me Oh, they know, I know, that they don't sound like me

Nobody rules these streets at night but me I am the ruler of these netherworlds On every wall and place my fearsome name is hung I am a victim of the science age A child of the storm, whoa yes I can't remember when I was your age For me, it says no more,

Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore Turn away and slam the door The cold never bothered me anyway I don't care What they're going to say Let the storm rage on Standing frozen In this life I've chosen

Out of nothing on a fragile ground Have you ever seen how far it is To the place where we are to dream Can you better hear the storming folks Whispering in fear, roars the most Is it something that we have to found I want you to sit me down Let it go,

At the very first sound There was just light And then, a storm Of time and space Just came and struck Created our time In water life We understand It just only began

Wildfire, burn baby Burn for me Flames rising Hit me like a bullet Finger on the trigger pull it, pull it You're poison running through my veins End it with a spark into a pool of gasoline Feel the calm before the storm

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey