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  1. The Storm

From the album Scarce (2006)

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(CGCGCC, capo 4)
I had submitted 16 songs for possible inclusion on Scarce. Producer Brent (Milligan), as I had asked him to do early on in the recording process, challenged me to write another song or two to see what I might come up with. I took the writing assignment to heart, perused a couple of my old blue lab writing notebooks and found these lyrics dated Nov. 29, 2001 (11:30pm – 1:30am). I remember really liking the lyrics, but for whatever reason didn’t care much for the original melody or guitar part, so I wound up abandoning the whole thing at the time. For Scarce, I found myself writing many of the songs in “open C” tuning, and since I had a guitar already tuned there, I found a convenient spot to capo and quickly wrote a new chorus marrying it to the already existing verses from five years prior. I soon thereafter played it for Brent who was quick to approve. In the middle of the storm, I Am.

Lyrics

The Storm
(Eric Peters)

there’s nothing like the rain to make you feel alone
there’s nothing like loneliness to make you long for home
there’s something in the weather that leaves us broken men
to hold you like a storm, I am

it blew into a garden, it blew unto a well
it scaled the heights of heaven and plumbed the depths of hell
it found me empty-hearted with a torch light in its hand
it held me like a storm, I am

oh (it’s a holy embrace)
oh (it’s the feeling of grace)
oh (we cast all our doubt)
into the middle of the storm, I am

it’s an overturned ocean, an upside-down sea
it’s the burning bush and tempest that lives deep within me
it’s a long lost vessel that finally reaches land
it loves you like a storm, I am

oh (it’s a holy embrace)
oh (it’s the feeling of grace)
oh (we cast all our doubt)
into the middle of the storm, I am

drenched in mercy and dripping holy tears
I’m dressed in kingly garments from my toes to my ears

it’s a holy embrace
it’s the feeling of grace
oh (it’s a holy embrace)
oh (it’s the feeling of grace)
oh (we cast all our doubts)
into the middle of the storm, I am