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We know a storm is coming

when clouded skies do weep

and raging waters on the shore

its broken banks do sweep.

 

A tiny boat upon the sea

its sail frail and torn,

the cries of fallen sailormen

the misty air adorns.

 

Oh mercy, whispers the ocean,

I am a battleground,

and when it's done and over with

my men are no where to be found.

 

We know a storm is coming 

when clouded skies do weep,

so why didn't I see the storm

when you took my heart to keep?






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