Piano written with harsh inner lyrics that explore the 'dark' side of us all.
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Story behind the song
I was living in a gang invested neighborhood at the time and had made several enemies of some of the thugs on the street. There was a point there when I was certain I'd be going to jail for murder soon as I'd pull my drapes open in the middle of the night to clean my weapons (minus the one I kept loaded) in front of all the street 'heros' that would walk by my door and threaten me and my family. I was a furious man at that point in my life.
Lyrics
The Tempest
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There's a hole in my room, it's a chasm that's grown...
to a chamber that leads to a door that I've opened...
where a tempest of flames is consuming with rage...
and it's out of control, yet nobody knows except me...
(chorus)
Hidden deep within all our walls
there's a fire we'ld like to ignore
furied is the restless black flame
but it's locked in a room far away...
In the absense of pain I would walk through the blaze...
there were hopes lying trampled and crushed to dispair...
and the anger sustained by the levy and gate...
was the fuel for the fire burning higher as it swelled in the air...
There's a hole in my room, it's a chasm that's grown...
to a chamber that leads to a door that I've opened...
where a tempest of flames is consuming with rage...
and it's out of control, yet nobody's noticed...
and I can't shut the door to the monster that grows...
as I gaze awed and breathless, emersed in what tragedy claims...
(chorus-add)
...locked in a room...*