United States
41° 7' 16.734" N, 87° 54' 49.9212" W

Hurry, Hurry, into the deep
and you, my love, will be safe to keep
all alone and underneath
because up above the cyclone creeps

Listen, Listen, hear the roar
underground we are safe and warm
winds swirl all around
Ripping trees right to the ground

Wait, Wait, the stillness stays
for it has all been whisked away
Lives lost and left in dismay
Lost in seconds, destroyed in its pathway

Cry, Cry, for all that is lost
but bear in mind all we’ve got
you have me, and I have you
thats all we need to get through



The flow is amazing!

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