Lyrics

Hurricane
Mariam and Terry Eilers-Kincaid
© 2007 BMI

It starts blowing, out on the wharf
You feel it down in your soul
The heat comes across your face
Like never before

White caps on the water
Moon dancing in the spray
Poor girls and pilgrims alike
They?re reaching out from the waves

It?s coming through the jungle
It?s coming round the Cape
Hurricane, hurricane

You?ll take us if you want to
We all stand on shaky ground
We may not see tomorrow clearly
But, we can hear the sounds

And, you won?t wait for morning
Tonight you?re gonna? rage
It?s just your cry for freedom
That put you on this stage

She?s coming through the jungle
She?s coming round the Cape
Hurricane, hurricane

Bridge

They?ll all forget, all their diamonds and gold
Try to remember what they were told
The cameras on, the lights are off
It?s a slow moving dream

Instrumental and Outro

She?s coming through the jungle
She?s coming round the Cape
She?s coming through the jungle
Hurricane, hurricane

She?s coming through the jungle
She?s coming round the Cape
She?s coming through the jungle
Hurricane, hurricane

Hurricane, hurricane