Eye Alaska A Storm In The Child's Fountain
So now I’m alone with music as thought.
No music can think.
I’m angered and lost.
So eat up in hunger.
And I will tell you (and I’ve found)
I’ve learned from hunger
That when you go through the storm they will know who you are.
When you go through the storm they will know who you are.
When you go through the storm they will know who you are.
(What you running for? Some things happen for reasons unexplored.)
When you go through the storm they will know
who you, who you, who you, who you, who you are.
But you’ve been looking for a way back from ever wanting more.
And your body’s finally hit the floor cause it’s angry at the pulse it makes
