mark berube and the patriotic few - hurricane / little quiet scream lyrics
pour my coffee nice and slow
with my newspaper and the radio
it’s playing a song i think i’ve lived before
the headlines say the storm has p-ssed
and count the losses in the aftermath
but what’s the point of really keeping score
woke up that day in a hurricane
woke up and the roof was gone
woke up kind of satisfied
to have to start again
i take off my hat and bow to the mess i’m standing in
let’s turn off the lights and use the daylight instead
then we go
i felt the face of the hurricane
felt like fists in the form of rain
left me blue like the holes in my genes
put up my arms and waved goodbye
to the words seduced by alibis
and threw my arms around what should have been
cause boredom’s such a lazy word
you can curse the curve that made you turn
your life into a little quiet scream
but then you
wake up in a hurricane
wake up and the roof is gone
wake up kind of satisfied
to have to start again
we were there
on the ground
and saw it all
all come down
skin and bones
left us all naked
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