As the storm clouds clear,
The mist carried on the breeze.
The sun shines above,
Melting away the ice age freeze.
Finally, my eyes fly open,
So long i was blind.
Lasting, Living, Dying,
Inside the box of my mind.
I hear an echo less voice sound,
All shall be fine again,
Quiet covers the storm,
After and beyond the rain.
The puddles dry up,
And my body feels a sun ray.
Finally, i stand,
Everything is gonna be OK.
