Brews-Kate Tempest

[00:00.99]Above Pete's head, as he fumbles with his key [00:04.70]The clouds get dark, start brawling [00:08.32]War games, ancient faces, pushing eachother around [00:10.94]The sky's changing [00:13.02]A foaming storm is coming [00:15.84]A howling mist, a growling downpour [00:18.28]Pete don't see it [00:20.47]Pete's too busy tryna make his key fit, he can't quite get it right [00:25.54]Now, in their rooms [00:27.57]Alisha, and Esther, and Gemma [00:31.23]Are too concerned with their own thoughts to think about the weather [00:34.44]But we see clouds like furious ink [00:38.93]Thick liquid sinks and whips the wind [00:40.71]Pitch shifted rumble screams from a swolen grin [00:44.95]There's a big storm rolling in