Pushing Past the Storm

I’m listening to the rain fall Like the beating of a shallow heart As it hits my window I stop And try to pretend that it’s my rhythm. But I know that I can’t find my song. I can feel that it’s waiting for me, My yet to be spoken destiny. And I wonder where it’s hiding. All these years I have held onto The memories of the past And I will run in circles Unless I push myself past The future holds so many open doors And I don’t know which one to take But if I wait for another second I’ll get lost in the storm