Hurricane

You know how you can listen to a song a thousand times and it will mean one thing, and then you wake up one day and the song means something 100% different?

Hurricane by The Hush Sound is a beautiful ballad, about, well... I don't like to tell people what songs are about. It's different for everyone. So it's about whatever you want it to be about. 

The video below is not Greta from the Hush Sound. I was too lazy to upload the song, and decided just to look on youtube, and all the versions of Greta singing it were live and not good. The girl who does it here though has her exact voice and does it on the piano, which is how it is meant to be.

Send out the morning birds
To sing of the damage
Now that the calm's returned
I know I can't manage

You're standing in my doorway
Though he's asleep in my bed
The steady murmur
Always in my head

You're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still
But I don't believe that it ever will

And since the roof fell in
I'll lean on what matters
Caught in the slightest wind
Everything else unravels

You're standing in my doorway
Seven cities ago
The days are racing
But you come back too slow

You're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still
But I don't believe that it ever will

You're the finest thing that I've done
The hurricane I'll never outrun
I could wait around for the dust to still
But I don't believe that it ever will
But I don't believe that it ever will