The Electric Boogaloo

Explain it simple only as pure joy
When testaments of our creation have neared
Once the great storm has come, has killed, then cleared
The first wave has spread we kept together
Cold surrounds true fear
Beneath dark skies
From the last breath of cool air we breath slow
Enchanted by all we see
Then we watched as the beginning shadowed the ground
And then there is still those that doubt some how
As weak hearts wash away deep
Into flood that drag the bottom
Into floods
Dragged deep some fools lust this mud
It's into floods dragged deep
As these double minded decisions fall further
Into the trails into this test
Into the trails to persevere
Into the trails into this test
Into this
This test that produces strength
To persevere against something so immense
With humble heads and strong backs we walk
We walk amongst earned belief and in this we
With humble heads and strong backs we walk
Mature, shattered pieces
To become this strong, complete