Shout Me Out

Storm, cast me out

So I can feel it in another way

I won't talk about

Warm passenger's high

If I could feed it for another day

It might run me dry



I know the season's evolved to a freeze

Putting hearts in the balance here

It's up to your knees

And it's shifting degrees

And it's choking your atmosphere



Storm, wind me out

So I can feel it in another way

They won't talk about

Worn masochist's sigh

A distant figure in a photograph

Another eye



I know your reason is stalled

And your freedoms dissolved in your passion dear

It's burning your eyes and it's killing your mind

And it's broken your atmosphere

But should you find it obscene in that grey

Old dramatics hear a young heart say



Lord if you've got lungs

C'mon shout me out



I know the freeze has unthawed

And it's putting your love into action dear

It's off in the breeze and it's shifting degrees

And it's opened your atmosphere

So should you decide it's obscene in that grey

Old dramatics hear a young heart say



Lord if you've got lungs

C'mon shout me out