A Good Storm

So you ask me Why I'm so blue Well, you got open fields And blue, blue skies up above you

And your white clouds are never Never turning gray Oh, you got everything you need Ask you, "Why must I be happy?"

Cause I don't need the sun to rise In the mornin' And I like my sky to stay dark and cloudy You know I like a good storm when it comes

So let the cold take me in its arms Sail you cynical man Just like you've always been and You said I'll die alone

That would be after you're gone and your Harsh words still linger And my friends keep on tellin' me to move on Ask them why I let this consume me if it's all I want

Cause I don't need to be loved or love someone It's an empty space in my heart Might never fill But what do I care if I die alone?

Just let the cold take me in its arms Cause I don't need the sun to rise in the morning