After The Storm

The western sky was an angry black
That August afternoon
It was left somehow there'd be hell to pay
And hell was coming soon
The wind came through like a runaway train
And trees crashed down as it passed
We held each other the long night through
Till the wind died down at last

But, oh, the beauty of after the storm
Oh, how the air comes clean
Clear as the sky is the reason why
All the world is green
All the world is green

I feel the thunderclouds building again
Deep within my chest
Lie awake in the threatening night
And try in vain to rest
A fiercer storm is coming
And it leaves no room for doubt
That we'll have to stick together now
If we're going to ride it out

And, oh, the beauty of after the storm
Oh, how the air comes clean
Clear as the sky is the reason why
All the world is green
All the world is green