III: Riding Out The Storm

I met him at the door
I had a million things to say
He looked me in the eye
And then he turned away
But I saw the fiery light
The whole damn burning wreck
“My mother died last night”
Oh god what a bloody mess

We’re riding out the stormWe’re holding up tonightWe’re riding out the stormWe’re hanging on for dear life

A man jumped into the water
And didn’t try to swim
I just held my breath
I didn’t do a thing
I was there that morning
I sat there at his side
As they carried her by
I could not hold back the tide

We’re riding out the stormWe’re holding up tonightWe’re riding out the stormWe’re hanging on for dear lifeBridge:The fightsWere all just fightingThe tearsWere all just cryingAll this silenceJust something dying

He knows me
He knows me too well
And I know him
As far as I can tell
What will remain
After all of this rain
Two sorry souls
Giving up and moving on

I’m riding out the stormI’m holding up tonightI’m riding out the stormI’m hanging on for dear life

david gilliver

III: Riding Out The Storm by

Song #3 of a lyrical trilogy. An attempt at writing in a female voice. Completed in 2002. See also songs #1 (This Time) and #2 (Pretty Things and Stupid Words).

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