Song Description

This could be a great mid-tempo Eric Clapton song replete with a great guitar solo showcase.

Lyrics

The storm comes in, wallowing in anger hail
Going round in circles, selling everybody what you did
In the eye you've been, residing in a common jail
It seems so calm inside, that's where the devil's hid

Chorus:

Outside in the rain, washing derision down
Outside in the rain, you'll come around again...

Now the fun begins, another game to help your mind
The circles on the floor are there to keep your head in line
Have another friend, collect your profits from the storm
Turn the pages slowly so you can see them to the core

Chorus:

And the sun comes shining
And dried up all the rain...