Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Berkeley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DAVID FRIEDLAND
Songwriter
Lyrics
It's a hard working day
Keeps the demons away
Holds the devil down on the mat
Least my dad lived like that
He leaned in with his back
Every swing every hour of the day
No but I'm not that way
I'm no good at that game
No the end never brought me no peace
I'm like catch and release
Something always breaks free
When I look up and see the sky
Yeah when I look the storm in the eye
So you carry a pail full of fire up the stair
Every night you light up the hall
I'm afraid you might fall
Fire will climb up the wall
Into flames our whole lives will burst
It's a curious curse
We think more we feel worse
But the fruit on the tree casts a spell
Take the angel who fell
How could he not rebel
When he stopped to wonder why
Yeah when he looked the storm in the eye
Yeah when he looked the storm in the eye
Wo oh won't you stay by my side
As long as we can on this ride
Wo oh won't you stay by my side
As long as we can on this ride
Yeah and we'll look the storm in the eye
There's a room off the square
In my mind I'm still there
Yeah I guess that's where it all begins
I've been trying to spin
Every echo into a song
That someone might hear
Yeah I hope you'll hear
It might lessen your fear
Knowing that I'm just like you
Yeah we're both passing through
All too briefly it's true
So the best we can do is to try
To feel all that we can on this ride
That's the hard work feeling alive
So come on girl stay by my side
Yeah and we'll look the storm in the eye
Yeah and we'll look the storm in the eye
Yeah we'll look the storm in the eye
Written by: DAVID FRIEDLAND