The Quiet Before The Storm

 The dark clouds approached, 

 Like a freight train coming, 

 Riding a cold wind,

 Taking away the light, 

 Riding a cold wind,

 Taking away the sound. 

 The birds have stopped singing, 

 As they feel the monster, 

 Hiding behind the hills, 

 They feel it coming, 

 Hiding behind the hills, 

 They know it is there. 

 Rearing its head with a flash, 

 Lightning announces its presence, 

 Flooding the land with vengeance, 

 The monster releases its rage, 

 Flooding the land with vengeance, 

 As thunder embraces the heart. 

 The storms will come, 

 Taking away our strength, 

 Yet God brings us through them, 

 While building up our souls, 

 Yet God brings us through them, 

 Strengthening our hearts. 

 After the storm has passed, 

 We return to open the window, 

 To see the light stream through the clouds, 

 Bathing the land in color, 

 To see the lifestream through the clouds, 

 Rearranging beauty within the song.

 It is God who brings the storms, 

 Bringing energy back into life, 

 The rains come down upon us, 

 And wash away our tears,

 The rains come down upon us, 

 So we may come into full bloom.