The wind is up
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And the sky is falling.
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The thunder cracks
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And the sea is rolling.
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Wonder if we'll ever see tomorrow.
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Ride with our backs to the wind,
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Don't know if I'll make home again.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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The sky is black
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And the wind is howling.
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The lightning strikes
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And the sea is raging.
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Wonder if we'll ever see tomorrow.
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Turning our ships to the sun.
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This time there was no place to run.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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Running from the storm.
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etc.
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Running From The Storm
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| Gary Moore |
