Calm Down - Bombee

Wind blown leaves,

a shivering branch,

on moving ground,

kept in a fence.

Deep seated roots,

striving to grow, in a stormy breeze,

just let it go.

Calm down,

the sun is shining bright.

When she’s gone,

there is always a delight.

Troubled sea is out of control.

Careless tides are driven by a goal.

To bring back,

to keep it on.

A never ending state in a painty song.

Calm down,

the sun is shining bright.

When she’s gone,

there is always a delight.

This holy grail, you ́re keeping eyes on,

deep from the bottom, into your veins.