Running From The Storm
(专辑: Left Foot, Right Foot - 2001)
[Verse 1: Pressure] It's the
calm before the
storm that sends that feeling to my frontal lobe As thunder roams the
sky at night I
see shelter at [?] The
rain soaks me to the
bone assisted by the
winter wind The
chill is blistering, my patience for this world begins to thin Handed in by heavy clothes, the
hail rains heavy blows Heavens chose to endeavour the
weather, my very foe Comes very close, my frozen hand around my own fucking dream With each breath, puff and seam, the
night it chills my blood stream The
freeze gripping my chest, my knees strip into flesh My screams echo through the
night but no-one's listening unless They see it eye to eye, buries like the
fog slowly buries me They light their lights and their vision shows me momentarily The
edge of the
roadside, thanks to cars I'm covered in spray Then I
try and hitch a
ride, the
traffic moves the
other way Then I
proceed to suffer, just like my life's energy I
stagger on relentlessly and see something ahead of me I
cramp for shelter, I'd take a
life for some space And knowing lightning never strikes twice in one place I
fight for a
taste of the
dry life, better know as the
high life But I'm expelled into the
winds and that's herald, the
story of my life I
keep on through the
raging storm and all these distorted sounds ([?]Sports of hounds), I'm getting mine no matter how watered down I'm caught to drown, caught and frozen, caught a
lice, caught a
fuck! Man it's been raining for days and I
think I'm wet enough Enough, treading water just to be the
next man's shelter Enough, drowning victims even though you know I
felt ya I've got enough problems on my own, find a
sanctuary Within the
eye of the
storm, I
feel the
calm anger me [Verse 2: Suffa] I
walk through life like a
drunk in a
bar I
no longer see the
light that comes from the
stars Cause clouds hang overhead like paintings in the
gallery And rain pats on my head, voices in my head sing "Battle me" I
challenge the
sky, and the
sky spits and runs So the
moistures at my heals and I
run quick and fast From the
mystic dancer, that is the
weather the
pattern Either clapping, attacking, a
peaceful night can never happen Weather rains for days and leaves you soaked to the
bone I
exhale steam like I
was smoking a
bone I
try coping alone but the
rain goes through the
night And it opens my dome like raining blows in a
fight I've been inside for days, I've been trapped in the
south side Cause, the
[?] a
haze and the
sky's a
blaze outside I
put in my headphones and listen to some Daddy O
To try escape the
drone of rain pissing on my patio But the
rain always comes back, never stops, never fades Banging on my window like cops, in a
raid man What, would I
trade, for sunlight I
feel like grabbing these And knocking myself out, relieving Suffa from this cavalry, ah The
wilds are wailing?, screaming?, howling and my shutter's guarders Overflowing, blowing the
wind, in which I
suffer I
wish another day would come and bring the
sun in tow Cause this storm's a
raging ocean and I'm sucked in by the
undertow The
thunder throws a
frightening blow, the
lighting glows and disappears It appears, that it'll be days before the
fog and mist will clear Sticks and logs and missiles here, watch that they don't take a
Eye out, cry out and get drowned out by mother nature, nature uh