Tornadoes - Listener

I feel like I’ve always had a tornado inside of me

You have it inside of you

Just sometimes it doesn’t move

I sort of bloom late, but I know it’s still there

It still twitches

I’m still flinching

I’m hiding in the basement

Trying to keep my head down

Trying not to get shocked

Trying to keep the windows boarded up

Trying to find the words that need a home too

And that home might be you

While that storm stays eating at the front door of my mind

Out here stranded between home and where I live

Waiting for the sun to peek in like a killer

Until I can know the coast is clearer

If it comes from the sky and it’s bad:

It must be God

It must be mad

Like it changed its mind

Said never mind

So I told myself that if I quit moving I died

So I started it spinning and spinning around

But you were alive on that day in this town in this state

And you were younger and not as sure as you are now

But you were alive in every way

But we couldn’t say that we’d ever find it again

So I put a mark on my heart for myself and all my friends

So we can look at it again

Holding up your families

Holding up houses

Holding down jobs, and tears

I hope you never again have to use people

And each other like washers (tightening the screws)

But you were there for each other

Didn’t leave.

Didn’t give up

And there’s a kind of unfortunate peace

You have that no one can take away

And the pictures prove that you used to live so take more

And even if you don’t know what love is try and be all of it

And build an army

An army of peace

We are homeless in our houses

There are no guarantees

Even in our houses we are homeless

There are no guarantees