storm unhinged you know you're down when you count the friends you have but you only use one hand honey it finally hit your face has left you mighty low you're just slightly out of place storm your dreams have drowned again cause you've never learned to swim storm passed over blowed away you'll hang your hat on yesterday growing older now no better you're older but no better you say you're upset forecast the life you want just beyond the colder front sugar the winds of change blow through it took the whole damn world i guess it only left you cold storm step forth and fire away rebuttals drenched with rain delay storm your dreams just washed away while all us kids were out at play growing older now no better you're older now no better that's right ---- fs i miss you babe 040723 ... Syrope usually they can drown out what's screaming inside tonight i think the sky's met its match 050725 ... APRicochetMVP i love just turning out all the lights, opening my blinds, and watching the storm through my window. the sounds are so peaceful. 050725 ... nom they beat the storm 060308 ... tilt it's a deep, dark sexual energy that even the most mundane of us can feel. zeus and thor battle each other while we watch on, helpless to the whims of the gods. rain assaults everything, saturating fields and soaking buildings, the wind pushes like frenzy. the raw power overcomes and we succumb to sheer awe. 060326 ... raze when it rains, it doesn't always pour. sometimes it falls in a slow, sluggish stream, and the absence of violence is as disconcerting as a knife of electrostatic discharge slicing through a tree that hits the damp grass and dirt with an indifferent thud. it's been alive longer than the two of us put together, seen things we couldn't begin to imagine, and it has no fear of death. but this isn't that kind of storm. so the tree stays standing. and we sit beneath it, watching that slow rain through a veil of wet hair. 130303 ... cooper rasha fucking_right there is a storm. 130303 ... past The breakfast conversations pick up energy over the coffee cups, turning into one sided tempests that rock the teapots on their shelves. 130304 what's it to you? who go blather from