I spoke with my mind on issues beyond my understanding.
I worried because I see the powers that’ll blow us away.
If you build on sticks, the wind will destroy it. Therefore, think deeper than deep, outline your measure and chance your challenge.
For days are coming when clouds with run away, the sky will be naked and empty to share.
Prepare for battle that no man can win except the chosen whose feet is bare.
Count your teeth,
Taste your tongue,
The storm is coming, how ready are you?
Umbrellas aren’t safe, so build a Save house.
I warn today, the teacher I say,
Clean the boards, rewrite the formula, Change the Pattern.
The wicked is wise and kind is dumb. Hello to your goodbye and save my tears.