The eye of the storm
Spirals ever upward
As far as eye can see
In the middle of disaster
The end is never clear
But the sun will always rise
Bringing with it a new dawn

Will we make it?
Who can say?
But we’ll fight with all we have

What survives?
No way to tell
But we’ll carry on despite

Will we come out the same?
How could we?
But the choice is ours to make

Do we grow or do we falter?
Gain in strength or lose our ground?

Will this change be for the better?
We can’t know
But we can try
And we’ll find out where it gets us
When we reach the other side