Perfect storm at the center of my universe,
I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to.
Waves came crashing as if they’d all rehearsed
and the winds whispered secrets as they blew.

And the clouds all parted to let the sunshine in
with a curtsy and a bow.
And it made me wonder where the hell you’d been
and where would you be going now?

Well, the calm before the storm
is a good time for some thinking
but the weatherman he let me down again.
Third time’s a charm, unless of course you’re sinking.
We all need a lifeboat now and then.

Saved again, please don’t ask me how.
Cue remorse and solemn vow.
And it made me wonder where the hell we’ve been
and where should we be going now?

Who on earth knows where my mind goes?
When we sing it feels
just like I am all the ages I have ever been.

Woke up dreaming, living in slow motion
staring through the wreckage at the view.
No more scheming just a cork upon the ocean
going where the tide takes me to.

Born again, please don’t ask me how.
Wounded horse or sacred cow.
And it made me wonder where the hell I’ve been
and where would I be going now?