Have you ever stopped to look into
the eyes of someone you thought you
knew,
and found, instead, a stranger there;
someone who's path you'd never
dare to cross?
I see tornadoes in your anger, and in your love.
Have you
ever run to mock the sky,
when lightning's dance and thunder's cry
have
amplified your heart's own song,
til it rings the heavens like a gong?
How
is it we crave chaos, yet we cling to an ordered world?
Have you ever looked
up to see the sun,
And wondered how it dares to rise,
When the world is
choked in darkness
And there seems no hope of freedom from this
prison?
You dream destruction, and creation is its twin.
And sometimes,
when the fire's so near
It burns you, and you shrink in fear
Still you
stare deep into the flames,
Until their patterns burn your brain with
vision.
And you see things that make you stronger, and make you cry.
Chrous: Don't you know that you're standing in the center of a
firestorm?
Walking around in a personal cyclone?
Living in the eye of a
hurricane?
Yeah you're standing in the center of a FIRESTORM!
(Chorus.)
Bridge:
So we are taught to fear who we are.
We see with our eyes, not
with our hearts.
But living in two dimensions ain't enough anymore;
We
must learn that WE ARE THE FIRESTORM!
(Chorus.)
And after the storm, the fire comes,
And paints the sky in
rainbows,
That remind us of the paradox
That will crush us all, and carry
us to the stars;
Only when our killers learn to sing will our race be set
free.
January, 1991.
This is the song which landed me my first recording gig. The agent said "Come up with a song that says who you are." At the time, I was using FIRESTORM as a stage/street name, and this song explains why I took it; not, as was the common misconception, as a result for my wanton appetite for destruction. That's a wholely separate issue. :)