Violent winds within thick coal colored clouds are these storms obvious to see, forecast
Holding everything together like I’m about to drop everything, pick up and start again
Whenever I reach out feedback begins to keep things to a minimum counting on power within
Looking around my mind’s battlefield controlling time, stop to switch after viewing tactics
Feeling out of control dims responsibility so I’m going to strip my victim mentality increasing vitality see opportunities awaiting will so will I pay the bill
Sunny days preparing for necessary rainy ones, am I confined within a mind as an emotion, Lord left or right dreaming.