Big Scary World rock

(Shhhhhhh!!!!!!, go back to sleep little one, it'll all be okay, the storm will soon pass. It will be a glorious aftermath just hold on till tomorrow, try to rest those tired eyes and count the beautiful twinkling stars up there in the night sky)

Its cold, It's dark, it's a frightening place, outside the safety of these walls, lives the rest of the human race, eyes weeping, not been sleeping, counting stars drifting off then intrusive thoughts come creeping in.

Phone keeps ringing its a withheld call, I don't answer those calls at all ooooo nooooo.

Thunder crashes blinding flash of lightening, paranoid my senses are heightening, struggling to breathe my chest my chest is tightening, and the outside world is so so frightening, frantic counting stars I'm seeing out my window, wish these really bad thoughts would goooo, wish this storm would pass in a blast, so fast but it's raging on anxiety, just grows..

That was an evil storm, so much pacing up and down my carpets worn, not paid my telephone bill, I really need to order some stone, can't believe I've got in this black hole it's all in my own head now I don't have any goals, agitated like a dog, with a bone...

There's a knocking at the door it's an unknown face, don't answer just scream down, this place...... ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh.

Pounding on the door, torch shines in my face, paranoid im positive i locked the garden gate, my senses are heightening, struggling to breathe, my chest my chest is tightening, and the outside world so frightening, frantic got no credit, to call anyone for help, nobody can assist me need to help my self, wish these really bad thoughts would please go away, then I can just get through another day.

I must, of drifted off, to, sleep, anxiety now vanished eyes they no longer weep, beautiful sunrise hear the songs the birds as they cheep, relieved the storm has passed it was cutting me deep, open up the window sunlight burns my eyes, no more withheld calls no more letterbox spies, things are looking up and senses no longer heightened, hope there's not another storm those storms are terrifying.

[Outro] Thank you God, for watching over me, when a storm raged, eyes so weepy couldn't see, now the big wide world outside is not so scary, and that thundering and lightening will just let me be.