My Storm

You think you know that it is, but it's not
 You got away with it 'til you got caught
 It is what it is, but it's not what you thought
 Savor the scent of a fruit cracking open
 The sound of the soft, sacred words that were spoken
 The spindle prick and the kiss by which you were awoken
 And the taste of the blood from the glass that was broken
 You were gone before I ever even got to know you
 So what should I do with this song?
 It was for you, but now I'll never get to show you
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 You told me you'd always protect me from harm
 Rock me to sleep, keep me safe, keep me warm
 But I wondered, while wrapped in your strong, stubborn arms
 Are you my shelter, or are you my storm?
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 You think you know what it is, but you don't
 You're gonna get over this, but I won't
 You're gonna get over this, but I won't
 Yeah, you're gonna get over this, but I won't
 You were gone before I ever got a chance to show you
 That I could be true, but I was wrong
 When I said I never even got to know you
 'Cause I know you, I know you, I know you
 I know you, I know you, I know you
 I know you, I know you, I know you
 I know you, I know you, I know you
 I know you better than the red apple knows the green worm
 Better than the yellowjacket knows the swarm
 But one thing I don't know and may never learn
 Are you my shelter, or are you my storm?