When the storm has passed

Run away, run right past

The civilized world

And you will find me in my cave, curled

 

I will look up

To find the faintest stroke of luck

Day will always turn to night

And then once again into the first light

 

And we won't need to run away

From our path we will not stray

And we will stand tall

Let the winds heal all

 

Someday a time will come

When humankind won't be so numb

Go where they need to go

The earth will be aglow