The hurricane I'll never outrun
But I don't believe that it ever will
I could wait around for the dust to still
Though he's asleep in my bed

But I don't believe that it ever will
I know I can't manage
You're standing in my doorway
Always in my head
But you come back too slow

But I don't believe that it ever will
I could wait around for the dust to still
You're the finest thing that I've done

You're the finest thing that I've done
Now that the calm's returned

But I don't believe that it ever will
I could wait around for the dust to still
You're standing in my doorway
The days are racing
The hurricane I'll never outrun
The hurricane I'll never outrun
And since the roof fell in
Everything else unravels
The steady murmur
Caught in the slightest wind
You're the finest thing that I've done
Seven cities ago
I'll lean on what matters