Lyrics

Hurricane

I used to live in the greyness of life
Like a parrot in a flock of crows
Better put on my gold-feathered cloak
And walk out into the cold
And since I was a kid I shone so much
Like San Sebastian on prime time TV
And I sigh when I look
At all the good things around
Those untold treasures
And unmeasured pleasures

I’d like to be like no other honeybee
Sucking on the sweet, sweet flower
And when the sun goes down
I got the power to fly…

And that is the only feeling
The one and only chance to get away
From anything that hurts
That’s what my manager used to say…

When you came into my sight
I had to put on my shades
Cause I was blinded so much
By the light that you spread
And I’m sure it will grow on forever
And scare all the zombies away
And since I know
we belong to each other
You can try me out
‘Coz it gets me on the go
Could we ever hope to star tonight
In this crazy show

I know you’ll be
Like no other honeybee
Sucking on my sweetest flower
And when the night is falling
We got the power to fly…

And that is the only feeling
The one and only chance to get away
From anything that hurts
That’s what my manager used to say…
And that is the only moment
Giving away is all we got to do
To take away the pain
And the music will rage in our brains
And then we’re standing in a hurricane
To be free…

You´re standing in a hurricane
To be free…
Hand in hand with me
To be free…
And the sun goes down…

Lyrics: Gold
Music: Gold-Bloss

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