Tempest Tost

Through the heat of the summer Lightning tracked cross the sky And he drove through that deluge Just to look in her eye He could barely believe it But with the touch of her hand They were both of them reaching For a place they could stand First he sobs and now he sings And now he beats upon a drum When he stops can he believe The kind of man that he's become There are fires on the mountain There are floods in the plain Water flows from a fountain The crane sings in the shade As they crossed the great water They were fused into one But with bloody forgiveness They both were undone First she sings and now she sobs And now she beats upon her drum When she stop scan she forgive The kind of woman she's become Now the cold has descended Under grey skies above He holds tight to that memory She hold tight to that love And with the whispers of warming Of the innocent sun A new day is dawning And the return has begun First they smile and then they touch And then they float over the fields And after all the storms have passed They're both stronger when they yield