In the midst of the mad,
Mad storm, I will make
A bubble out of the rain,
Dark as it may be, but the
Sky is still beautiful,
Come lie down beside me,
In my bubble, I can make room
For you too.
Maybe we can coax the stars
To shine, or maybe we will paint
Some of our own, art waits for no
Canvas, after all; come taste this
Potion I made, it's got love sweeter
Than honey and all good things that
Thrive with the kiss of sunshine.
No point making promises, 'cause fate
Has a tryst with chaos, but if you ask me,
There's no better promise of hope,
Save for the story that runs like a
Broken tape in your mind.
So, in the middle of the storm,
I will ignite my heart, to bloom like
A sun, come, join me, you can awaken
Your own sun too, you know,
And soon you'll see, a rainbow will
Come smiling to you, a glorious bridge
To take you to a better world,
But till then, slip your hand into mine,
'Cause dancing in the storm ain't no crime.