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Cyclone Season (Live) - Graeme Connors

The mangroves are quiet

There's no sound of living and no sign of life

Dark clouds are forming

Turning the morning back into the night

Huddled in fear our prayers reassure us

Nature is no match for man in his wisdom but

This is a dangerous time

This is a time without rhyme without reason

This is a time when the outcome can never be known

Cyclone season

The streets are all empty

The smell of expectancy hangs in the air

A baby is crying

A hammer is beating a final repair

Straining our ears 'til finally we hear it

The high lonesome moaning of anger and fury and

This is a dangerous time

This is a time without rhyme without reason

This is a time when the outcome can never be known

Cyclone Season

And down at the dockside old Captain Mcdaniel cries out

Who's coming with me

Like Captain Ahab we'll go out and face it

Throwing our faith on the sea

This is a dangerous time

This is a time without rhyme without reason

This is a time when the outcome can never be known

Cyclone Season

This is a dangerous time

This is a time without rhyme without reason

This is a time when the outcome can never be known

Cyclone Season