Baby woodrose

Found my way out

Baby woodrose
There's a storm coming
A hard rain is gonna fall
I feel it in my fingers
I see the writing on the wall
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I just wasn't made for these times

There's an earthquake rumbling
I feel it under my feet
I swear my eyes have seen the blood
Flowing down the street
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I just wasn't made for these times

I'm telling you baby
Let there be no doubt
That if you never see my again
Then you'll know I've found my way out

Tell me when it's over
Tell me when the storm has passed
The blood is up to my knees now baby
And the tide is rising fast
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I just wasn't made for these times

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