Oh, Hurricane

Summer's coming back again
Tea has stained the thoughts of an old friend
Winter's beautiful in it's own way
Demons find a path to come and play

You turn your back on your best friend
Suffer me now, suffer you in the end

The winds are blowing harder than The Hurricane can do
And I just want to tell you brother we're gonna make it through
There just a condescending folk disguising pain behind their jokes
And I'll never promise to you that it's gonna be an easy road
And after all, they're only natural
Oh, Hurricane

Broken rudder's haunting me
Cut my hand and I watch it start to bleed
Taste the wound to know that this is real
Can I float with dents and a cracked keel?