Summer Storm Songtext
An owl's cry echoes
through the woods of old.
In the untamed wilds,
beasts stir and behold.
Dark, heavy clouds in horizon's arms
tell of a storm,
a slowly waking tempest
in the summer's warmth.
through the woods of old.
In the untamed wilds,
beasts stir and behold.
Dark, heavy clouds in horizon's arms
tell of a storm,
a slowly waking tempest
in the summer's warmth.
Summer Storm Video
