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Sometimes the sun's on holiday
Thunder clouds aren't far away
We can barely see through the gloom
Thoughts occur of impending doom

This is a storm that will do no harm
But something's forming on your arm
You point it up towards the sky
Perhaps you think you're going to fly

Is it protection?
Is it a weapon?
Sometimes I don't think you know
Defiant in your hands
As you roam these lands
Into this storm you go

You proudly hold your safety net
A canopy or a bayonet?
So unaware of the danger
You can't see past your container

This is a storm that will do no harm
But something's forming on your arm
You point it up towards the sky
Perhaps you think you're going to fly

Is it protection?
Is it a weapon?
Sometimes I don't think you know
Defiant in your hands
As you roam these lands
Into this storm you go

Now the sun is showing
The clouds are no longer flowing
Can we now regain our safety?
From that which you held so bravely

Is it protection?
Is it a weapon?
Sometimes I don't think you know
Defiant in your hands
As you roam these lands
Into this storm you go

22 November 2014, 11 February 2015