Bruce Hornsby - Cyclone

CYCLONE Am C F D Most of our years have flown away with nothing much decided F C F Am Except the board we′re playing on, how it′s to be divided Will more years yet die alone? The question′s many-sided Got no answers of my own and none have been provided CHORUS Am C F D When I was a boy there was nothing to know C Am F Am The wind followed me wherever I′d go Rain came down where I made my stand And the cyclone rose with a wave of my hand VERSE There is a game that′s only played in a darkened room with strangers Dealt down and dirty with unmarked cards eyes closed to dangers Jealousy folds without playing its hold card, romance raises grinning I spent several lifetimes there where I could not lose for winning CHORUS When I was a boy there was love for free Glad to be given and received by me Rain came down where I made my stand And the cyclone rose with a wave of my hand I believe I can still make the cyclone rise Just can′t see it so well, with my fading eyes Am C F D A mystery to myself not everything now I was born to be F C Am All I know is when I wanted it so, the wind itself rose for me You know, if it wasn′t for love I might just be a wandering man But believe I′ve made the better choice To sing about it with this band Am F D When I was a boy, I could summon the moon C F Am With a crook of the finger and a home-made tune I could ride the clouds when they sailed on by And sing all the words to a wildcat′s cry When I was a boy there was nothing to know The wind followed me wherever I′d go Rain came down where I made my stand And the cyclone rose with a wave of my hand I believe I can still make the cyclone rise And the cyclone rose Wave of my hand Rain came down where I made my stand