Tired Pony

It's not like it was before
There's a beauty in slamming doors
And the lightning plays in your eyes
As it cracks through North Western skies
Girl you were beautiful before
But in the cyclone I love you more
There's a pause and the faintest smile
As the storm rages on for miles
There's no answers in the tempest
Just a million other questions
So just let it take you over