cyclone

Sticky Fingers

Here comes a story of a hurricane
And a temple lost like crying tears in rain
A love is lost and so sweet wisdom gained
So save your tears and save yourself the shame
Cyclone

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
And I saw the clouds roar storms into your eyes
Cyclone

He's my man but said "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 bring down them bridges, pick up them holes
What's that you got cause I'll have one of those
Darcy, how could I ever hate ya, if I tried?
Cyclone
You on your own
Cyclone
You on your own
Oh, cyclone