when it rolls in it will break you down
it will roll in and leave nothing in its wake
and when it rolls in it will break you down
so how much can you take?
from here the birds seem so full of grace, so full of finesse
but they"re just like the rest, surviving the storms
that"s the song they"re humming up
these days are fleeting but the song is beaming
and they sing with all the spirit they summon up
and the ugliness never leaves, true enough
that"s the beauty and the pain that"s coming up
and all I"ve learned is that it never ends, buckle up
so I"m getting better at building that rubble up
and the clouds rolling in, thunder rumbles up
the warm mist kisses my face while I"m looking up
the wind whips through the nest, it ain"t took enough
then the drips hit my chest and I scream
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me,
and for the first time in my life I believe it"s okay
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
it"s not if but how it will break you down
and how attached you are to that shaky ground
will you let it take you to where it wants you to be?
when the wings are too heavy to fly
and there"s no refuge in sight
the ones who will survive will be brave enough to stare it back in the eye
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
when the storm comes it might take you, it might break you
let it break, let it break, let it break
it"s okay
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okaywhen it rolls in it will break you down
it will roll in and leave nothing in its wake
and when it rolls in it will break you down
so how much can you take?
from here the birds seem so full of grace, so full of finesse
but they"re just like the rest, surviving the storms
that"s the song they"re humming up
these days are fleeting but the song is beaming
and they sing with all the spirit they summon up
and the ugliness never leaves, true enough
that"s the beauty and the pain that"s coming up
and all I"ve learned is that it never ends, buckle up
so I"m getting better at building that rubble up
and the clouds rolling in, thunder rumbles up
the warm mist kisses my face while I"m looking up
the wind whips through the nest, it ain"t took enough
then the drips hit my chest and I scream
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me,
and for the first time in my life I believe it"s okay
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
it"s not if but how it will break you down
and how attached you are to that shaky ground
will you let it take you to where it wants you to be?
when the wings are too heavy to fly
and there"s no refuge in sight
the ones who will survive will be brave enough to stare it back in the eye
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
when the storm comes it might take you, it might break you
let it break, let it break, let it break
it"s okay
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
it will roll in and leave nothing in its wake
and when it rolls in it will break you down
so how much can you take?
from here the birds seem so full of grace, so full of finesse
but they"re just like the rest, surviving the storms
that"s the song they"re humming up
these days are fleeting but the song is beaming
and they sing with all the spirit they summon up
and the ugliness never leaves, true enough
that"s the beauty and the pain that"s coming up
and all I"ve learned is that it never ends, buckle up
so I"m getting better at building that rubble up
and the clouds rolling in, thunder rumbles up
the warm mist kisses my face while I"m looking up
the wind whips through the nest, it ain"t took enough
then the drips hit my chest and I scream
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me,
and for the first time in my life I believe it"s okay
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
it"s not if but how it will break you down
and how attached you are to that shaky ground
will you let it take you to where it wants you to be?
when the wings are too heavy to fly
and there"s no refuge in sight
the ones who will survive will be brave enough to stare it back in the eye
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
when the storm comes it might take you, it might break you
let it break, let it break, let it break
it"s okay
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okaywhen it rolls in it will break you down
it will roll in and leave nothing in its wake
and when it rolls in it will break you down
so how much can you take?
from here the birds seem so full of grace, so full of finesse
but they"re just like the rest, surviving the storms
that"s the song they"re humming up
these days are fleeting but the song is beaming
and they sing with all the spirit they summon up
and the ugliness never leaves, true enough
that"s the beauty and the pain that"s coming up
and all I"ve learned is that it never ends, buckle up
so I"m getting better at building that rubble up
and the clouds rolling in, thunder rumbles up
the warm mist kisses my face while I"m looking up
the wind whips through the nest, it ain"t took enough
then the drips hit my chest and I scream
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me
let the rain pour down on me,
and for the first time in my life I believe it"s okay
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
it"s not if but how it will break you down
and how attached you are to that shaky ground
will you let it take you to where it wants you to be?
when the wings are too heavy to fly
and there"s no refuge in sight
the ones who will survive will be brave enough to stare it back in the eye
through the mouth of the pliers
the birds on a wire sing so desperately
and it brings you to your knees
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay
when the storm comes it might take you, it might break you
let it break, let it break, let it break
it"s okay
it gets so painful, it"s okay though
let the rain fall
let it wash away
it"s okay