Stay with me
Be my rock and I'll be your pebble
Skipping free
On a lake where I can't feel the bottom
What's the point
A storm is coming
Feel it in your joints
Look who's not running
Board it up
Put the plywood on top of all the windows
Must be tough
To watch your roof blow right off
Over your head
What's the point
The storm is already here
Another year
To try speak clearly
When you come back
Don't come back without me
You can think of me when you've exhausted all your other options
I guess it's just what you believe in
All the effects
All the causes