Caedmon's Call - "My Calm Your Storm" lyrics

Seven years on the seven seas The winds have ceased all is well at ease Way back when You first calmed me There's no tempest to attack me Afloat on the boat of mediocrity At peace with you I'd always be But now it's empty methodology Within the grey of faith and form The fine white tomb that no one sees. Ooh Ooh I am perishing I want to navigate out of this lukewarm sea Arise rebuke my content and my peace Make my calm, Your storm Into the stream of reality Let the waves throw their threats at me I want to set my sails free Discontent with what will be will be Makes me hold on more tightly And kill myself, the pharisee I want to kill this thief That steals life from me In this grey of faith and form Arise rebuke my content and my peace Save me I am perishing Make my calm, Your storm