Thrice - Hurricane | Текст песни

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These flowers I found you
Were the truest red that I'd ever seen
Till you cut yourself on their thorns
You winced and I kissed you
And I kissed your palms and we both laughed
So unaware of the gathering storm

[Chorus]
It's gonna rain, it's gonna rain
Till the levee breaks
And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away
Another fight into the night
Until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?

[Verse 2]
Now sheltered in shadows
The quiet song of your breath stirs the dark
Your skin like the rose 'neath my hand
And I can't keep from wondering
Why nothing good could ever stay
Why faith feels like a fistful of sand

[Chorus x2]
It's gonna rain, it's gonna rain
Till the levee breaks
And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away
Another fight into the night
Until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?

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