Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by John Harrell at The Sound Barn in Kinston, NC.
lyrics
When the TV stations and the skyscrapers went black
All the people ran to their safe places and they never came back
We were all alone on a street corner
When the hail began to fall
And the sky ripped open
The sky ripped open on us
If the tornado wants to get me
Why doesn't it come?
Hey did you know that it's almost over now
Well the wind has been ripping like a roller coaster
and I'm jumping out
I can't stand to be in this thunder
Can't stand to be in this rain
While the sky rips open, the sky rips open on me
credits
from Roots Bury Deep,
released February 18, 2014
Rebekah Todd- Vox, Guitar
William Seymour- Bass
Brandon Shamar- Keys
Demetrice Everett- Drums
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