My first time in the hurricane
I thought it would end when the morning broke
My second time I wasn’t sure
And after three I knew I was wrong.
Three times in a hurricane my thoughts are trapped
Trapped in a pain that can’t be made O.K
A pain that can only end being in the hurricane.
The hurricane is gone,
When will it return,
my future is insecure
either I live in pain or I’ll travel with the hurricane.
Three times in a hurricane my thoughts are trapped
Trapped in a pain that can’t be made O.K
A pain that can only end being in the hurricane.
Lately the thought of the hurricane makes me try
Try to escape and try to hold on
Both while knowing what I might become
Unhappy outside or living insecure.
Three times in a hurricane my thoughts are trapped
Trapped in a pain that can’t be made O.K
A pain that can only end being in the hurricane.