Storm & the Sun - Sights & Sounds

I can’t sleep until the sun dries me

Restless breeze

Hammered soul lying

Wise men say only fools rush in

Harvest please!

Let the storm right in

The storm and the sun are making me whole

They’re calling me out

The storm and the sun are making me whole

They’re making me and I’m falling apart

When it feels like I’m falling apart