Come Sleep Storm Awaits
my king
you place my hand
my hand on the radar
you and your thieves
you sing
persuade my youth
my hand on the radar
you and your grief
my cheif
sang songs so sweet
my hand on the radar
read lines between
you bleed
your true beliefs
my hand on the radar
i need relief
(you and your grief
sang songs so sweet
sing this one for me:
"me and my grease
i need relief
the storm will change us")
of sun something new
my hands untied
my king
palm cup leaking
no hand on your radar
settled and blind
you sing
of old and worn
no hand on your radar
you and your grease
my cheif
with tired eyes
my hand on the radar
too young to reach
you bleed
your old beliefs
step away from the radar
you need relief
(you and your grief
sang songs so sweet
sing this one for me:
"me and my grease
i need relief
the storm will change us")
of sun something new
my hands untied
of change storm awaits
my hands will grease
of change
storm awaits
my hands
will grease
