I run towards the eye of the storm.

I run so fast I hit the peak of my form.

I stand alone as a god in the making,

I wear you down till you are breaking.



I stand firm in the climates fighting.

I blow the wind and create the lightning.

I whip the rain from the face of the seas.

I spin a tornado that folds the trees.



I have to keep sane in a world of senseless noise.

I have to keep silent if I want to spare my voice.

I should hide underground

where the silence sounds



I'll reach up and take the moon away,

I'll put up a sun and make the night into day!