Hurricane

A lot of good it does, ducking down
Closer than you’ve ever been
To your own goddamned toes
And the boat comes down
Sand and rock
Bursting upward
Makes the sound of a thousand turmoils
This is something that you don’t notice
Until that thing is gone
And I will listen to you now
And if I tore my own tongue out
I think I might taste it still
So I will listen to you now
So what, you’re walking away?
Don’t make me say it again
Or I’ll come down
With the bugs, the snakes, and the rain
Yeah, I will make it a real hurricane
You will know my color
This is something that you don’t notice
Until that thing is gone
And I will listen to you now
And if I tore my own tongue out
I think I might taste it still
So I will listen to you now
Would you come in from the rain?
I saw buildings coming down
I can board up your window pane
But we both know we’re gonna drown
This is something that you don’t notice
Until that thing is gone
And I will listen to you now
And I done tore my own tongue out
And I think I can taste it still
So I will listen to you now