There's another cyclone raging in the bay
Souvenirs are strewn across its rocky shores
Torn to pieces by the last one
That passed this way before
There's a cyclone, mighty cyclone
There's a cyclone in the bay
I think I want to get out of here
Now its been too many years
Many years stuck in this place
This place I came to escape
To escape indifferent fate
But traffic's at a standstill
No good choices do remain
A low pressure system
Spreads out like a duvet
The airport's closed forever
There's a cyclone in the bay
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