All along the lighthouse reef
the turmoil sweeps in the soil and weeps its beef
with a lack of warning--Hey you
Can't you read the signs
Cartwheeling reams of trees
They sound their dreams as they whistle by
This weather uncaged--destroy
Mother of Troy an ancient god
descends upon the land
and backhands the once serene
Sound their dreams as they whistle by
She's all the rage
Who names the hurricanes
Who mops up the sea and rings out
the devil in a torn dress
What will they name her
What will she call him
Whirlwind of a woman--this defiant one
who knows no sympathy for the weak
She turns her other cheek
To my feeble plea
and my destiny
She's all the rage
Who names the hurricanes
Call it Catherine
Dash with a flash in the pan
Or Constance
with hell bent fury on man
Try David
He's a classic machismo
Gail suits a catastrophic swipe of a steel brush
Hush--hush
She writes history and leaves no mystery
As the wane moon unfolds and spills the hearts of a
thousand beaus on ones who came before
Who comes from a dead hot fog
straight outta Hermuda
Like a colossal electric shaver
clipping a billion trees
transporting exotic birds to unfamiliar surrounds
You resign to read the signs
Up go the dread red flags
Who's to blame
What's in a name
She's all the rage
Who names the hurricanes
What's in a name and who's to blame
You can't resist these winds of fame
Dub it Diana--eye at the quiet core and more
Jea
