LYRICS

A PLACE TO REST

The wind whistles through the cracks
Trying to breach this fortress I have built to last
I'm not mad that it does what wind will do
Just the audacity—it didn't even ask


I hear the mice scampering below
Hurrying to find the warmth they didn't ask to know
They weren't invited, but I'll let them stay
At least until the storm blows away


I watch the rain as the storm rages through
Slamming hard from outside, leaking inside too
There's frustration in the drip, I won't deny
But it shifts from fury to a gentle sigh


The raging storm becomes a soft trickle down
And I realize—it's seeking shelter of its own
Even the tempest needs a place to rest
The storm, like me, is looking for what's best

So here I sit in the center of it all
With my tea in hand, watching the storm's rise and fall
The fortress holds what matters most to me
The rest can come and go—we'll let each other be