It's not so far away
You can almost hear the violins in the breeze
But soon you realize
Oh surrounding you a storm is raging

Look around, don't you fear
Paper tigers are your enemy
I know they seem real
Stretch out your hands and feel
The wind against your fingertips
And know that help is here
Right here

I know that look in your eye
It's almost like you're too afraid to say a word
Speak
A shroud of apprehension
Oh surrounding you a silent symphony of worry


Words and music by Brooke Barrettsmith and Adam Smith / © 2008 My Soul Longeth Music (ASCAP) / Kramerica Music (ASCAP)