Stormchaser Lyrics

The moon is buried behind the storm clouds

It's just the cherry on top that I'm so worn out

Yearning for the chaotic, am I gonna be a problem?

I'm sure I'll come back around but then I flee like a comet

There won't be a tomorrow for any crews of Apollo

Chasing a storm, drained by the blues in my bottle

Couldn't bother to fall apart, it's not enough

Return my atoms to dust, when I rocket up and try to touch

The light beams when they conquer me

And dance around on the silver screen

The galaxies see me in this dream

And wrap their arms around me in peace

I set sail on the solar wind

Don't look down but now I think I'm over it

At a shoulder width, was a growing kid

A man with no clue, suppose it is

Just the things that time gives way to

Like eroding a hillside to show us what made you

If it's the flood, then it means we are take two

Fallen to my knees like an angel, it ain't true

Then I remembered that nothing could phase you

Thanks for the vessel, the earth is a great view

Beautiful skies, music and highs

Learning to breathe for the moments that save you

Tune into life and use all the vibes

Surely that means that we hope for the day you

Chase

That storm inside, that storm inside

That storm inside, you

Chase

Never gonna find, no, never gonna find, no

Never gonna find what you wanna find

Chase, that storm

And even so

What happens when you catch that storm?

What happens when you catch that storm?

Pardon me, I'm just trying to get a good seat to the show

Cause we gonna blow like a supernova

We the winner so a fist is what you can hold up

Heating the whole world with the fire inside

Eyes gonna pry, the truth the boulder's

Getting way less heavy each day I do this

Angel on earth, you might say I'm foolish

The angle the curvature will take when the sunsets

Leaves me in a rut, yet I may be stupid

Enough to look up instead of looking down

Chin up, King, you got a crooked crown

Take one step and then I shook the ground

Guess I'm bigger than I thought, man I'm cooking now

I'm a giant and y'all are on my shoulders, nice

So screw it, I'ma roll the dice

Life's a game of craps and this shit can lose me

I'm sick of being hit just to heal the bruises

I'm feeling useless, almost to the point where I'm kneeling through this

A modicum of hope is what I need to do this

Overrun, I sober up, I keep the juice in

My battery pack, and as a matter of fact

My notebook in my backpack is madder than hat

Getting' so stoned I'ma shatter the glass

Itching to stitch up the rat in the pack

I do it for the game not a pat on the back

Got a sitcom album cause we laugh at your tracks

You got a lot of nerve hitting your funny bone

The will to be a wildebeest, listen, my stomach groans

I'd kill to eat an acre, the ache is afloat

Let me give it to you straight, I am maybe the goat

Chase

That storm inside, that storm inside

That storm inside, you

Chase

Never gonna find, no, never gonna find, no

Never gonna find what you wanna find

Chase, that storm

And even so

What happens when you catch that storm?

What happens when you catch that storm?