Elizabeth Sheaffer - And the Storm Rages On lyrics

Lightning illuminates the gnarled branches Of the old tree outside the windowpane Rain trickles down the gla** in clear rivulets But the storm inside is much worse than out For inside rages an emotional storm And those are always most severe A man, all alone, grappling with his feelings Twisting emotions of hatred, doubt, and pain The picture most grim from where he sits No hope in sight, he withdraws from the world A metallic flash as the harsh fluorescents Brilliantly illuminate the bitter end, serrated Rain trickles down the gla** in crimson rivulets The storm inside having run its course Subsides and gives in to the howling wind As a lone man lies motionless on gleaming tile A smile stretching his lips at long last