Watching a Summer Storm In Doylestown

WATCHING A SUMMER STORM IN DOYLESTOWN I was laid to rest, my death keeps getting better. If you find me here, you know, I'm yours to keep. I could try to say I love you in this letter, or pretending you are here, sing you to sleep. If the world was mine, I find it quite amusing, I would give it all away, to see your eyes, I would save your life, and everything you're losing, all because you never see who's telling lies. I am just as dead as is your heart each morning. If the wind has blown, you know I will be there. I will touch your life, without much of a warning, never look for me, just know I'm everywhere. I'm a summer storm, my hope is crashing thunder. I'm a lightning bolt, my love is five alarm. if I rain all night, it's just a spell I'm under, you should know I'm dead, and won't do any harm. I'm a little boy. An old man getting younger. All I have is how I know how things should be. We still want the world to live in death and hunger, yet I love your eyes, when your eyes look at me.