My heart has always been a storm
Waves crashing against my soul
I stand on the balcony and
The wind laughs in my hair
I look out and see the moon shimmering on a black ocean
I am a sentinel
Standing watch, waiting for Loves embrace
But as morning cries out and the candles have grown cold
My spirit is once again laden with sadness for I witness
Traveling souls that pass unseen
The darkness of my blood will shed light upon the wilderness
And tomorrow night, I will stand watch again
My heart has always been a storm