Here comes a story of a hurricane And a temper lost like crying tears in rain No love is lost or no sweet wisdom gained So save your tears then save yourself the shame Cyclone You're on your own As we left the house and took a step outside I could taste in the air a familiar sense of pride And the wind, it blows, as you held your head up high Then I saw the clouds draw storms into your eyes Cyclone You're on your own Cyclone You're on your own He's my man but said, "I don't break him bones" Out in the fire, won't leave it alone It was bent and I was unable to pull him inside So bend down them bridges, dig up them bones What's that you got? 'Cause I'll have one of those Darcy, I could never hate ya if I tried
Lucia, it was a real pleasure to meet ya I hope this life does well in how it treats ya I miss who I knew And hate what I know Truth be told Can’t and wouldn’t buy it if you tried selling But truth be told Solid in its weight Wisdom as is gold Cyclone Alone On my own Wish you nothing But greater wishes to come Who am I? One to get played Yet remained Scars slowly healing But for the most part I’ll appear unscathed
