Текст: Boy & Bear. The Storm.

'Cause my friend (?)
Where do you come from, where do you go?
'Cause I can see it in your head
That you're not a fighter, but you've had your dance before.
So you'll keep the world at bay, keep your secrets and your scars.
But you've been weathering the storm
and it's been lonely, and hard.

'Cause it won't wait for you, because it waits for no one.

'Cause we are the fugitives, and we'll keep running for our lives.
'Cause 1 or 100 men, could keep us from clinging to our (?)
'Cause it's been blowing hard, and it'll wait for no one.

Oh and I'm not leaving nothing, (?)
We'll keep running with the masses, just to (?)