Lyrics

Maybe just for now it's okay I can get through the day I can eat I can sleep I might just take it for granted I might just not have to panic I might get let off cheap Maybe it's all gonna pass And be all over fast Like it was all in my head If I just look at my shoes For distraction to use So I just don't look ahead Thunderstorm on its way Thunderstorm hell to pay 'Cause every mind is a mass A massive thread from the past That gets your head in a noose Oh, if only it weren't true If only you weren't you With all that thread hanging loose And the missing part of the quilt The heart unfinished, unbuilt The city seen through the crowds Reading a map in the sand Holding on with one hand From the sea come the clouds Thunderstorm on it's way Thunderstorm hell to pay He read my lifeline and promised That it spelled out abominates (?) In my fingers and palms Cursed, cause whatever I grab It hurts to know I can't have The perfect things I don't want So I put my eyes in my pockets I got two small crystal balls And drop them into my sockets To me at first the future looked clouded Then I saw clearly and shouted See, it's your doubt to be (?) Thunderstorm on its way Thunderstorm hell to pay