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The Lightning Strike: (i) What If This Storm Ends? / (ii) The Su

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2017-01-02

  The Lightning Strike - Snow Patrol

  What if this storm ends

  And I don't see you

  As you are now

  Ever again

  The perfect halo

  Of gold hair and lightning

  Sets you off against

  The planet's last dance

  Just for a minute

  The silver forked sky

  Lit you up like a star

  That I will follow

  Now it's found us

  Like I have found you

  I don't want to run

  Just overwhelm me

  What if this storm ends

  And leaves us nothing

  Except a memory

  A distant echo

  I want pinned down

  I want unsettled

  Rattle cage after cage

  Until my blood boils

  I want to see you

  As you are now

  Every single day

  That I am living

  Painted in flames

  All peeling thunder

  Be the lightning in me

  That strikes relentless

  What if this storm ends

  And I don't see you

  As you are now

  Ever again

  The perfect halo

  Of gold hair and lightning

  Sets you off against

  The planet's last dance

  Just for a minute

  The silver forked sky

  Lit you up like a star

  That I will follow

  Now it's found us

  Like I have found you

  I don't want to run

  Just overwhelm me

  From here the caravans

  Are kids toys

  And I can hold them

  All in my palm

  I watch the sea creep

  Round the corner

  It connects the dots

  From here to you

  The sunlight burning

  Through the loose flags

  Painted high

  On white church walls

  I chase my blood from brain

  To thumped heart

  Until I'm out of

  Breath for trying

  Worry not everything is sound

  This is the safest place

  You've found

  The only noise

  Beating out is ours

  Lacing our tea

  From honey jars

  These accidents of

  Faith and nature

  They tend to stick

  In the spokes of you

  But every now and

  Then the trend bucks

  And you're repaired

  By more than glue

  Worry not everything is sound

  This is the safest

  Place you've found

  The only noise

  Beating out is ours

  Lacing our tea from honey jars

  Why don't you rest

  Your fragile bones

  A minute ago you looked alone

  Stop waving your arms

  You're safe and dry

  Breathe in and drink

  Up the winter sky

  Slowly the day breaks

  Apart in our hands

  And soft hallelujahs

  Flow in from the church

  The one on the corner

  You said frightened you

  It was too dark and too large

  To find your soul in

  Something was bound to

  Go right sometime today

  All these broken pieces fit together

  To make a perfect picture of us

  It got cold and then dark

  So suddenly and rained

  It rained so hard the two

  Of us were the only thing

  That we could see for miles and miles

  And in the middle of

  The flood I felt my worth

  When you held onto me like

  I was your little life raft

  Please know that you were mine as well

  Drops of water hit

  The ground like god's own tears

  And spread out into shapes like

  Salad bowls and basins

  And buckets for bailing out the flood

  As motionless cars rust on

  Driveways and curbs

  You take off your raincoat

  And stretch out your arms

  We both laugh out loud

  And surrender to it

  The sheer force of sky

  And the cold magnet earth

  Something was bound to

  Go right sometime today

  All these broken pieces fit together

  To make a perfect picture of us

  It got cold and then dark

  So suddenly and rained

  It rained so hard the two

  Of us were the only thing

  That we could see for miles and miles

  And in the middle of

  The flood I felt my worth

  When you held onto me like

  I was your little life raft

  Please know that you were mine as well

  Drops of water hit

  The ground like god's own tears

  And spread out into shapes like

  Salad bowls and basins

  And buckets for bailing out the flood

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