Creation of will

Who brought the storm instead of rain
a beating drum, a beating chest
who brought the will instead of pain
who gave the air power to breathe

Lying in summons of no one
while I rest my head on your rock
Let me slide into a time
where confusion and prayer weren't so ashamed

Where are they now?
My friends that solemn last
I take a dose of love
and spread it all around

Do not discount my spinning mind
inside lies answers to another time
yes it will be good, yes the sorrow burns
yes i will be waiting when life returns

Frozen in a lake of forebearer's tears
pouring out my heart off the cliff
In creeps shadow, in creeps doubt
and leaves the guilt behind

But what if i was right?
But what if they are not ready for my time?
I cross my arms to protect my chest
that bellows out for a long lost friend

Feeble sickles hack the wheat
spinning yarns from side to side
looking up to see the light
from the sun, not from your eyes

Breathe a breath of a thousand dreams
Let me lie in baths of solace
engage me with a heart that shines
and leaves the rain behind