Fair To Midland

In chorus we stagger.
Closed eyes
Bring more light inside.
Small breeze
Helped us keep our strides.
The large gust
Won't keep you in tact.
And if i'm forewarned
I'll make the same mistake.
Fill in the blank.
And though the crane is gone i see my way,
I may hit one too far,
Been said it's all more likely to save.
And though the rain is gone,
Regenerates,
I pushed it calm and still,
Until it's all just breaking away.