Eye of My Storm
Album: Eggshells
By: jaymacboat
By: jaymacboat
Duration
5:40
Genres
Description
Stranded on a memory, I see that you’re still fishing for me, The bait looks nice, But would it sate my appetite? Past and present entwine, Mingle and form a minefield of mind, A collision of blind insight. If you could, you say you would, Be the eye of my storm, be the eye of my storm.