Storms Lyrics

Thunder rolling, and the smell of rain
Creeps in through my open window,
Mixing with the incense and the pain
Drifting through the air.
You"re singing songs and writing poetry
While staring through an open gateway.
What kind of angel speaking prophecy
Is standing there?

Does anyone choose what they want to see?
Does anyone know what they want to be?
Has anyone figured out that this is probably hell?
Does anyone know what it takes to fly?
Does anyone know how it feels to cry?
How can anyone buy what no one"s willing to sell?
Lightning arcs its way across the sky,
Tossing shadows through my window.
I"m grinning like a fool, I don"t know why,
Tears streaming down.

You raise your voices in a joyous noise
So beautiful I have to listen.
It turns a dagger in my heart and loins.
What a splendid sound.
Does anyone choose what they want to hear?
Does anyone know how to deal with fear?
Has anyone figured out we"re more than likely insane?
Does anyone know what it takes to pray?
Is anybody listening anyway?
How can anyone stay through all this pleasure and pain?

Does anyone choose what they want to see?
Does anyone know what they want to be?
Has anyone figured out that no one"s lifting the veil?
Does anyone know what it takes to fly?
Does anyone know how it feels to die?
How can anyone try when we"re destined to fail?