I light my smoke in the morning With open windows all around The comfort in your breathing Is the stillness before the storm And I woke up into a story But is it mine to tell He had taught me how to be scared But your words don't speak so well So let's go high upon your rooftop And look for all those hurricanes Decide it's too good for wasting And this sight is worth dying for Don't you worry about today We'll be fine along the way We'll end up in a story I'll make sure it's written well I tell it in the morning With the sunrise in my eyes Don't you worry about today We'll be fine along the way We'll end up in a story I'll make sure it's written well I tell it in the morning With the sunrise in my eyes We'll end up in a story With the sunrise in our eyes