Hurricane

Verse 1:



The past, where I dare not to tread.

The future's not easy to forget.



Wandering aimlessly in the shadow.

But with my skin intact and my mind unbend.



And the voice of the rain was shouting the truth through a

hurricane of illusions.

I feel my sadness wane.



I'm sincere, I downsized my dreams

And I learned to have my fears



Verse 2:



The past, where I dare not to tread.

'Cause we, don't speak ill of the dead.



Holding the world in sway.

Maybe, I'll get there someday.



And the voice of the rain was shouting truth through a

hurricane of illusions.

I feel my sadness wane.



I'm sincere, I have no trouble.

Bursting a million bubbles.