The storm
To my grandpa castro (r.i.p)
There’s a storm
tearing through my life
knocking down my walls
the winds taking everything
I have, love and blowing it away
my heart is already damaged
and this separation from you
just completely broke it into a million pieces
I guess I should have took cover
while I had the chance,
but now it’s to late
everything I once had
is gone.
