Lord, I pray you hear my cry,
Cut through quickly storming gale.
Tears of God fly threw the sky;
Fight against them tooth and nail.
Safer locked up in my head;
Keep knocking, you can’t come in.
Enter now and hear me scream,
“Bloody murder, Love is dead?”
Gasp and bolt upright again;
Hear her say it’s just a dream.
See it bouncing off the glass;
Feel November’s icy rage;
Bounce like little balls of brass
Trapped inside an icy cage.
With a roar, the sky gives way
Dropping bullets on the Earth,
Bullets wrapped in crystalline.
Memories are made today,
Give my all for all it’s worth;
Biggest storm the world has seen.
Weary, yet undaunted still,
Harden, waters icy hand
Sweeping down to meet its kill;
Quickly sweep, and smack the land.
Whistle through the icy air,
Send holes through the living wall
That protects my heart with skin.
Picturing you standing there,
Knowing I would give it all
Just to hear you sing again.