Tornado by The Early Meadows Lyrics

Wake from your sleep
It's the early morning
A rising sun is bleeding on your bed

Shattered, shattered glass
So imperfect, so stained
It's all that you will see

Clouded, clouded minds
Clouded skies
A hidden sun is bleeding on your bed

Wondering where you are
Wondering where you are

Here comes the tornado
Here comes the tornado
A battle in the sky