I just hope we will be free (a tribute to tornado victims)
By The escape from section 8
(Verse 1)-Through out our cities,
And our small towns,
We lost so many
After that siren sound,
That dark green sky,
The sound of that train,
begins with a watch,
Then a warning remains,
If you never been in their position,
And If it never comes through
It's easy for you to say,
It won't happen to you,
But on a dark fiery hour
the sound can get new,
A lot scarier,
than what you're used too,
If it's the first time
It's outside your door
then you won't want it
To happen nomore
(Pre chorus)-
you'll hear the news telling you
you better Run and hide,
Urging you to get low
so you will surive,
You'll hear the sound of the train
As it roars and roars,
And before you know it
It's knocking down your door
(Chorus)-and it's no lie,
You really feel you're gonna die,
You look into your partner's eyes,
And say those last few words like this,
If this is the day
I just hope we will be free
(Verse 2)-In school we were
Taught about this before,
Get in hall ways, and get on the floor, Cover your heads protect from debris, Close your eyes,
Just pray you can see
An end to the madness outside
The door,
But those are just drills
This is more,
You can hear the freight
Outside window pains,
Swishing and swishing
The sound of hurricanes
(Pre chorus)-If you never been in that position before,
Then you dont know
What you have in store,
You'll hear the news
Telling you you better run, and hide Urging you to get low
So you will survive,
You'll hear the sound of the train
As it roars and roars,
And before you know it
It's knocking down your door
(Chorus)- and it's no lie
You really feel you're gonna die,
You look into your partner's eyes
And say those last few words
like this,
If this is the day
I just hope we will be free
(The sound of tornado breaking down door blends in with music)
(Bridge)- You hear the train
Break through the door,
You brace yourselves onto the floor,
Cars are flying inside of the sky,
The darker it gets
The more you cry.
(Repeat chorus once more, but this time more slowly and more emotional)
Jason lamorris rivers © 2013
