Hurricane - Thrice

Those flowers I found you

Were the truest red that I’d ever seen

Till you cut yourself on their thorns

You winced and I kissed you

And I kissed your palms and we both laughed

So unaware of the gathering storm

It’s gonna rain, it’s gonna rain

Till the levee breaks

And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away

Another fight into the night

Until nothing else remains

How do we find harbor from the hurricane?

Now sheltered in shadows

The quiet song of your breath stirs the dark

Your skin like a rose 'neath my hand

And I can’t keep from wondering

Why nothing good could ever stay

Why faith feels like a fistful of sand

It’s gonna rain, it’s gonna rain

Till the levee breaks

And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away

Another fight into the night

Until nothing else remains

How do we find harbor from the hurricane?

It’s gonna rain, it’s gonna rain

Till the levee breaks

And a tidal wave of fear and pain carries us away

Another fight into the night

Until nothing else remains

How do we find harbor from the hurricane?