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After The Storm (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(carly simon)

Heat’s up, tea’s brewed
Clothes strewn around the room
Looks like a wind swept through
Made a wild man out of you
And doesn’t anger turn you on
And expectation of a calm
After the storm
And your body feels so warm
After the storm

The wind’s pulling the moon down
Under the eiderdown
You’re taking me to town
And you’re tossing me around
You come on like a hurricane
I’m settling like youre weathervane
After the storm
And your body feels so warm
After the storm

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After The Storm (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Open hearts
Open eyes
Open scars that are left upon
Open minds
Sacred words
Sacrificed
Storytellers exaggerate
Shallow lies

(chorus)
After the hurt has gone away
Oh’ will we feel the pain
After the storm begins to turn
Oh’ will we ever learn

Open doors
Open books
Tragic stories repeated still
Overlooked
Chase the wind
Catch a breath
Watch a child when it falls
Helplessness

(chorus)

It’s never too late to say a prayer
It might be all we got to share
There’s always a hope that someone’s there

Don’t confirm unless it’s sure
Don’t pretend to know a cure
Don’t convince the world you’re right
Don’t deny you’ve never lied

(chorus)

After The Storm (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

After the storm
We’ll all need to dry out
And the forecast will be
Sunny and fair
After the storm

We’ll have a big parade
And the smell of victory will be in the air
We’ll march in the sun
And listen to speeches
Life will be a bowl of cream and peaches

After the storm
We’ll be sucking on « swallows »
And driving our trucks in the sand
We’ll redraw the maps
Wear snappy new caps
A gentle breeze will blow o’er the land

We’ll pack up our things
Maybe get married
Throw off that weak, wussy
Feeling we carried
Bring it all home
In a bag to be buried
After the storm

After the storm
The flowers will grow
And pastures of plenty we’ll see
We’ll dig a few holes
Heat up a few coals
And have a big barbecue feed

We’ll shine up our cars
Drive in the sun
Pitch a tent in the woods
And make a beer run
If somebody wants something
We might just give ‘em some
After the storm

We’ll march in the sun
And listen to speeches
And life will be a bowl of cream and peaches