Break in the Clouds - Crutch

The storm clouds move in overhead, drowning out the light of day

Blinded in the darkness, soul torn apart by the falling rain

Cold and alone, trembling with fear and shame

Arms stretched to the sky as blood drips from my eyes, I wait for a break in

the clouds

Withered from the absence of glory, fruitless from the absence of light

Barren from self-reliance, empty but not without hope

I still remember the glory of the light;

I know the power of the sun

Amidst the despair, hope will prevail, as calm follows every storm

Hungry for renewal, longing for the warmth that awaits, I wait for a break in

the clouds