There's a hurricane a'blowin'
Not just in the streets
I wish I stayed out of trouble
I wish my mind would let me
What is a thought that never goes away
That never lets you have your silence
Your peace or your way
I'm glad the winds are in turmoil
It shows me it's also the world
Not just these twisted, caffeinated knots in my chest
What's the reasoning if not wanting what I want?
I think I'll keep paddling
Let the rain rinse off my doubts
I'll take whatever the universe gives
I'll let my view be my rudder
Though right now these stormy skies
Seem much better.