Waiting For The Storm - David Ford

Oh search the places I have been

To understand this sorry state I’m in

The only answers I could find got lost in my tiny mind

Somewhere so many years ago

And oh my Lord, I can’t believe

All the crimes that are accused of me

And now my memory’s all shot

Don’t know if I’m guilty or if I’m not

Still I try to clear my name

Well, all I can do is wait and see

If sweet salvation will come and rescue me

And all this weary flesh and bones

I still walk this path alone

Waiting for a storm

Well, I''ve heard it often said

There’s only one sure thing

So I’ll brace against the storm

But I’ll be hoping, I will be hoping

That the springtime will come

Maybe the sky above will break

Now I’m hanging on for pure survival’s sake?

So ashamed of what I''ve done

And I’m scared of what’s to come

So I’ll be waiting for a storm

Well, I''ve heard it often said

There’s only one sure thing

So I’ll brace against the storm

But I’ll be hoping, I will be hoping

That the springtime will come

I’ll be the one to take the fall

For all these sorry sons of bitches all

And clutching at the shortest straw

A martyr without a cause

Just waiting for a storm

Oh no

All this weary flesh and bone

I still walk this path alone

Just waiting for a storm