Hurricane Season

Storm Warnings Start Coming Early This Year

They Say Some Horrible Hurricane Will Soon Be Here

So I Boarded Up Every Window

While Wishing For Broken Glass

I Hear Those Winds Start To Pick Up

I Allow Stirrings Of Hope At Last

And It Feels Sort Of Sad For Me To Say

Sometimes I Wish This Would All Just Blow Away

Let This Storm Push My Nine-To-Five Into The Sea

Then Maybe I Can Finally Be Free

I Packed Up Everything Of Value

Emptying Almost Every Room

And It's Kind Of Hard To Believe

That These Ten Brown Boxes Next To Me

Contain The Contents Of My Life

All Just Waiting For The Storm To Strike

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The Storm Finally Hit Thirty Miles North Of Here

Outside It Just Drizzled And Then The Skies Cleared

But I Don't Let That Hope

Inside Of Me Disappear

Because With The Hurricanes

There's Always Going To Be Next Year

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