Overture / Whirlwind

Catch your breath as you watch your step

Head spinning round as you hit the ground

Present tense time is of essence

Hold the second hand going round the dial

And we got caught in the whirlwind

Torn by the storms of our lives

We counted - counted on something

That never could hold up our lives

By chance to see an inner light

Your wildest dreams bring a certain fright

Doubt arising from the shock

It's your head that's back on the block

And we got caught in the whirlwind

Torn by the storms of our lives

And just when we though we had something

It turned to dust in our eyes

Out on the sea on a winter's day

Looking north over skies are grey

There I can see as the winds blow high

Do the storms still rage or maybe it's my eyes