Grip and keep us safe tonight!
Clasp hands with us, pray for light!
You know it's coming, inevitable monster from the sky;
Mother nature, one and the same, birthing a mighty hurricane.
You best be smart and dodge her path,
Kicking over the anthill; unwilling we endure her wrath
Powerless to stop this mistress moves,
And you can't calm her down with your
Talk; it just don't matter how smooth
Soothe this tremble, my heart is beating machine-gun speed.
Hey yo, you think that's fast? -Just watch it feed!
Grip and keep us safe tonight!
Clasp hands with us, pray for light!
Yeah, you know it's coming;
Ripping through the streets, bricks flying,
Uproot the trees, muted babies crying.
There will be casualties in this war of hers.
Attacked by that which we don't conserve.
Makes you wonder if you're served that what we deserve.
Now she's speaking her mind, and forcing our pupils to observe.
All we can do is move to higher ground,
And pray to God that He sends us an order of His relief down,
Relieve our town! Kind of funny how, now your hands are folded
And your lips are making sound, now that they might be scolded.
We're holding each other tight. We're scared that we might die.
The tightest grip we keep, is the grip we keep on life!
Uh, yeah, come on!
Why do we have to go through such trails?
Because it shows us we're not invulnerable,
And death and tragedy are real, they're real.
-And death and tragedy are real, they're real,
They are real.