In The Eye Of The Storm.

As the gun shots of light rain from the sky, the water pours heavy.
As the water stops and the gun shots get louder, the eye of the light is near.

The clouds twist, yet there is no wind, the light rain, yet there is no water.
There is clam in the middle of chaos, a pure center in the darkness.
They all stand in awe, and see the flashs of hope.

The rain starts again.

After all, the clam can only stay for so long.
You try and stay in the clam, but the winds outside are all too strong.
The winds blow your dream away.

Leaving, you notice rips in the sky.
Where the world has shown you it's true face.

I know a dream like this, the dream that keeps me alive.
Be Seeing You.