The Shape Of a Storm

If I showed up in the shape of a storm
Would you recognize me?
Strange as it seems, I have known you before
But it was not our time yet

If I go sailing into the unknown
What are my chances of ever reaching your shore?
Into the deep I am thrown

If I knew how I would make myself known
And cause the sky to open
And strange as it seems, I once stood at your door
Yet I knew not what your name was

If I go sailing into the unknown
What are my chances of ever reaching your shore?
If I go sailing into the unknown
Into the deep I am thrown