The Storm

I walked on roses today
I walked in rivers and watched April turn to May
I tried to wash this stain, then
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
And I prayed take away the pain
Take away my pain and wash away my stain.

I watched the storm today
The winds came in the night and I walked with all my might.

I tried to free the ache, then
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
And I prayed take away the pain
Take away my pain and wash away my stain.

I ran in the rain, I ran through the rain
I heard the drums, I heard the saints
I heard the echo in my bones and I ran
I ran…I ran in the rain today.
I pulled away and in the quiet
I prayed
Lord I smell the rot
I smell the stench
But I’m free

I’m free,
But my flesh is weak



My flesh is weak and
It's calling me

But your word,
Your word says in my weakness
You are strong
You are strong
You are strong, but I

I ran in the rain, I ran through the rain
I heard the drums, I heard the saints
I heard the echo in my bones and I ran
I ran…I ran in the rain today.

I watched the storm today
The winds came in the night and I walked with all my might.

I tried to free the ache, then
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
And I prayed take away the pain
Take away my pain and wash away my stain.

I walked on roses today

I walked on roses today

I walked on roses today

I walked in rivers and watched

April turn to May


I tried to wash this stain, then
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
I heard the rhythm of the rain
And I prayed take away the pain
Take away my pain and wash away my stain.

Written by
James Avery Tucker