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We're finally learning to fight
We take to it well
'Til we are pure potential
Imaginal cells
You always were a wild one
You like to bend the rules
But baby when the time comes
I might surprise you too

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This love is a hurricane
You are the eye

I can't make a connection
You don't trust it to hold
So we cling to each other
Through the battering storm
Pain passes but slowly
And pleasure gone too soon
A copper manzanita
We have to burn to bloom

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This love is a hurricane
You are the eye

I'll stop telling you what you want to hear
Stop waiting for me to arrive
We keep ripping apart the atmosphere
But the change is what keeps us alive

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And when the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This love is a hurricane
You are the eye

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from New Constellation, released October 15, 2013
Music and Lyrics by Glen Phillips
Published by Dark and Stormy Songs (ASCAP)

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Toad the Wet Sprocket Santa Barbara, California

Named in honor of a sketch by the Monty Python comedy troupe, this 4-piece band of Santa Barbara, CA high school cronies came to be known as Toad the Wet Sprocket in 1986. To this day, their mellow, melodic folk-pop sound made them one of the most successful alternative rock bands of the early 1990s. ... more

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