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.:: My Calm Your Storm ::. Seven years on the seven seas The winds have ceased all is well at ease There's no tempest to attack me Afloat on the boat of mediocrity Way back when You first calmed me At peace with you I'd always be But now it's empty methodology The fine white tomb that no one sees. Ooh Ooh I am perishing Within the grey of faith and form Arise rebuke my content and my peace Make my calm, Your storm I want to navigate out of this lukewarm sea Into the stream of reality Let the waves throw their threats at me Makes me hold on more tightly I want to set my sails free Discontent with what will be will be I want to kill this thief That steals life from me And kill myself, the pharisee Letras de canciones Save me I am perishing In this grey of faith and form Arise rebuke my content and my peace Make my calm, Your storm From Letras Mania