The shapes of pain move across your face
like clouds in a stormy sky
the shadows shift and change
and gather in your eyes
they took you for a soldier
and taught you not to show
then, to simplify,
taught you not to even know

i would take it if i could
if you could hand the burden
I would take it, oh
i would be the wind
that blows the clouds for good
I would blow and blow

someday this storm is gonna pass
someday we’ll see clear sky at last

days you’d rather be alone
it’s so much work to smile
and yet your suffering calls to me
so i'll sit with you a while
until the sweetness of the drug
spills you into space
pills I fear yet
long to see relief upon your face

I would take it if i could
if you could hand the burden
I would take it, oh
i would be the wind
that blows the clouds for good
I would blow and blow

someday this storm is gonna pass
someday we’ll see clear sky at last
someday this storm is gonna pass
someday we’ll see clear sky at last

my own strong body
guilty in its ease
sometimes I'd trade it
for an hour of your peace
heartache’s more than just a 8x788 metaphor
it’s hard to get my chest to breathe

and now the nights come easier
there seems to be a change
though traitor hope has made us wary
a slow awakening
the smells of spring are in the air
hyacinth and wild cherry

and i would take it if i could
if you could hand the burden
I would take it, oh
i would be the wind
that blows the clouds for good
I would blow and blow

someday this storm is gonna pass
someday we’ll see clear sky at last
someday this storm is gonna pass
someday we’ll see clear sky at last
I think this storm is finally past
I think i see clear sky