Ali Whitton - The Storm.

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These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave

Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep

I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee

Well isn't every bruise a memory?

Something you did to me

Something you did to me...

I'm sobered by the silence and defeated by the clocks

Investing time in poetry and rejoicing in the dark

I’m reveling in bleeding cos' blood's the substance of our hearts

You know by our design we're meant to hurt

We've got to hurt

Let's make it worse

You want to aim for happiness but humanity is flawed

Every story has a twist and it's the twist we do applaud

You want to see tranquility but you must first see out the storm

And all I want to do is keep you warm

I'll keep you warm

Bring on the storm...


These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave

Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep

I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee

Well isn't every bruise a memory?

Something you did to me

Isn't it a memory?

Something you did to me

Something you did to me