We met in the eye of the hurricane 
Swept up by the oncoming winds 
We walked through the halls of its tornados 
With the dust and debris as our friends 

Like comrades or friends on the cap of a wave 
Spat against an unguarded shore 
We built castles in the sand unearthed by the storm 
And stood naked to the lure

Unleashed in an ocean of fury 
Shot up like fountains in fantastic form 
And left strewn along the beach 
As spiritual lovers after the storm