The Storm lyrics

A storm to wash away our sins And I'll be first to laugh as the floods drag All our fathers built back to the mud But I digress Love only those who love you back How else to live but that? Hallowed be our flaws Not boring us to death We'll make do with what we have Hallowed be our flaws Not boring us to death We'll make do A storm to wash away our sins And sure, may days like these be few and far between But if you just listen carefully The rumbling of five sea bowels as one Dvorak's symphony A new world presumes a new geometry A storm to lull us into sleep To hush the poor and meek As they trample on Desperately