The Storm

The hounds ceased their barking and lay heads to the ground
The sky looks conjuring, no trace of a sound
And we both await, the inevitable fate
For the storm is coming over us, the storm is at our door

The seeds we have sown will never come to bloom
The house that we built won't turn into home
Our life here as one, will split up in two
The storm will come to take me away, tear me away from you

Look me in the eyes, in the eye of the storm
Is it a figment of my brain
Will you shelter with me, or pack up and leave
Will you leave me estranged

Before we fall, one last embrace
Before our lives will be erased
One more dance, beneath the trees
Within the shelter of you and me
Will you remember my name?