In the midst of the storm
I see sunshine
While the clouds are dark
And threatening I see that
Ray of light that bores through
Unto that which is beneath
The heavens and the sky
That one ray of hope that this
Storm will soon pass on by
For such things are the testing
Of a man’s soul
His ability to endure and his
Continent remain whole
In the midst of the storm
Something dies and something
Is born unto he that endures