How much more to the bottom,
how much more to the pain
How much more of the dark,
running through my veins

how much more of the fall
I can’t take it all
I’ve been holding on, but I can’t pretend
I need the storm to cleanse, to mend

I’ll walk again into the storm
Let the wind scatter the ashes
Let the rain wash me clean
Let the sky feel what I mean

How much more of the night,
how much more of the cold
How much more of the stories
that I’ve been told

I need to break free,
let the world collide
Find the strength in the storm,
let it be my guide

I’ll walk again into the storm
Let the wind scatter the ashes
Let the rain wash me clean
Let the sky feel what I mean

I’ll walk again into the storm
Let the wind scatter the ashes
Let the rain wash me clean
Let the sky feel what I mean