Eye Of The Storm - Frances
Written by:James Napier/Sophie Cooke
There's an ocean of faces
Without any names
There's an shoreditch of places
Behind golden gates
Lost in the city and hoping it'll pay off
I need no pity I find comfort in the chaos
I don't need pity
Cause I've drived into a precarious town
Where rain does nothing
But it keeps falling down
And I'm spending all around
On the ground in the eye of the storm
I'm spending but I like
What I've found in the eye of the storm
I've been lost at the races
Safe in the shade
But there's a world that I'm chasing
A life to be made
Lost in the city and hoping it'll pay off
Need no pity I find comfort in the chaos
I don't need pity
Cause I've drived into a precarious town
Where rain does nothing
But it keeps falling down
And I'm spending all around
On the ground in the eye of the storm
I'm spending but I like
What I found in the eye of the storm
In the eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending
The eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending
The eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending the eye of the storm
I've drived into a precarious town
Where rain does nothing
But it keeps falling down
And I'm spending all around on
The ground in the eye of the storm
I'm spending but I like
What I've found in the eye of the storm
In the eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending
The eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending
The eye the eye the eye of the storm
I'm spending the eye of the storm
I'm spending in the eye of the storm