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Footsteps faded in the snow
And I don't know where to go, I don't know
_____ _____ _____ cuz I was there all along
I don't know why took so long
But you made your way into every song
I sing, I'll bring enough for two
Im sick of screamin how bout you?
Sick of hate and I don't know why
'Cause I saw your beauty underneath the sky

Cold and you were shakin from the loss youve been takin
And you were all alone
And, its okay if you cry 'cause 
Ive got blue eyes too
And if you look inside
Youll see that Im just the same as you and

Thanks for extensive lectures on everything I hate to hear
Every single word you say it just settles in behind the fear
And Im tounge tied to the thought that Ive got to get out soon..yea yea

I didnt mean for you to scream
All the pain from out your mouth
But I guess im not so surprised, you always were the one to shout
Everytime that you fall down
I think about your broken crown
And how it doesnt mean anything anymore, anyway

I'll stay another day, another week
Waste and taste, love and lust
I've been tossed around
And everytime I hit the ground
Every time it all falls through
With all these shattered dreams I have
Everything wont come true and Im
Toung tied to the thought that I have been so blind
And Im so sorry, but not this time

Thanks for extensive lectures on everything I hate to hear
Every single word you say it just settles in behind the fear
And Im so sorry

Your skins a little faded
Hearts a little tired
Bones a little weary
And you're out on a wire
I'm just waiting for your gulls/ghost to come
Take you away
Your skins a little faded
Hearts a little tired
Bones a little weary
And you're out on a wire
I'm just waiting for your gulls/ghost to come
Catch you when you fall
Take you away
Your skins a little faded
Hearts a little tired
Bones a little weary
And you're out on a wire
I'm just waiting for your gulls/ghost to come
Take you away

Sarah is a picture. She's a landscape of a girl or a portrait of a world gone spinning out of sight. And don't you love the colors ---- every single shade of blue as it emerges from the gray. Sarah's just a picture descending from above, the brush strokes were made with anger and they were feathered out with love. Everyone's an artist and they all play a part. Everyone's an impressionist but she likes a different kind of art. She likes what's more Piscasso, she likes not to understand. She doesn't ask so many questions, she's just another --- from another hand. Sarah likes to sing from a place up on the wall where everyones an artist, but oh she isn't art at all. She talks of all the cliques, yea she's causing quite a stir! Our world is outraged or they're not content with her! The canvas is in ruins, ------- but this one was a failure so now Sarahs coming down. Sarah is a storm. Shes raging everday. She gets weaker by the minute and I dont think she'll stay. Dont you love her eyes, calm and sparkle blue, and every flash of light it strikes it knocks the breath out of you. Sarah is a storm. Sarah is a coldfront moving in. Rain falls without discreation onto everyone shes met. --- she's coming into view, causing millions of $s of damage as she passes through. She's tired of all the forecasts predicting what she'll do, she is a different kind of weather she is a sunbeam shining through Sarah is a storm and now shes fading away, the rain is falling harder yet she'll be gone within a day, the clouds are breaking up and the sun is shining through and Sarah closes her eyes and all the skies are turning blue. Now Sarah is a songbird speeding through the air --- down in puddles and she doesn't really care. It can ride away high above.. it can fly away high above... sarah is a storm, sarah is a storm...