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The smell in the air that hangs after the storm Is the one that I fear the most The fragrance is pleasant and everything's clear But cause hangs in the air like a ghost To melt two souls and then rip them apart With the force of a hurricane Then you flip the polarity the sides push away A struggle conflicting my brain Leave an empty air pocket, A soul with a void The void has a soul of its own And its fighting to make me become a void too So it will not be alone The names of the girls that I wish I could love Could cover the expanse of a hall But the truth is I feel so emotionally numb What if I can't love at all The smell in

Be still I plead with my racing heart for tonight is not the time to worry on perfecting art and the life after death The time may come when all strokes fit neatly in their place Christ may walk on waves again Be still my heart Be Still! The day will come in steady course like a piston for opinion and for choice then hiding them swallowed down Be still my heart Be Still! Commanders stopped Physicians quit Science lags behind Engineers lost steam the people flock Education falls for thoughts forgot Be still my heart Be Still! The hook is set he's reeling in for all of the lost sheep she's thanking you for a lif