Break the Storm

(ahhhh) Another heavy night falls down

Walk the pavement of this broken town

Dusty floors where my dreams collapsed

Counting up the months and years elapsed

But the fire isn't dead inside the ash

Waiting for the lightning strike to flash

Break me down, I will rise again

Standing tall against the bitter wind (yeah) Every scar is a line

of defense

They wrote the epitaph too soon

Underneath a cold and heavy moon

Every fall was a lesson learned

From the ashes where the bridges burned Break me down,

I will rise again

Standing tall against the bitter wind (oh-oh-oh) Every scar is a line

of defense

I will not break... (humm)