Waiting For The Storm To Pass

© 2013 Mark Cote

Clouds surround a sunny mind
seems so dark seems so unkind
the words that curse a photograph
a faded love now in half
like slipping through an hourglass
waiting for the storm to pass

paisley dreams that once defined
they coalesced they intertwined
now down a dusty gravel road
the cross I bear a heavy load
when futures seem so hard to grasp
waiting for the storm to pass

let it all drift away....

(chorus)     waiting for the storm to pass
                  hoping this will be the last
                  waiting for the storm to pass
                  waiting for the storm to pass

the egg that hatched a silver rose
where it came from nobody knows
was it left for me to find
inspiration left behind
the dusk and dawn now they clash
waiting for the storm to pass

let it all drift away...

(chorus)