Rod Blur storms

Oh the storms in my head
Thunder over the rest
Of the labyrinth I create
Through the Valley of Death
Shut but not quite dead
I continue what I love best
Even though I'm silent
I am always there
Ooh the blood through my veins
Ooh the drawing they say
Ooh the ghost in the day
Ooh the storms I create
In a bed of flowers
I lay to rest
Watching the Sun
Move through my curtains
If you want to go fast, go alone
If you want to go far, go together
Ooh the blood through my veins
Ooh the drawing they say
Ooh the ghost in the day
Ooh the storms I create