HE WAS AN OUTCAST OF THE ISLANDS; SAILING 'CROSS THE SEA;
BENDING THE HORIZON, BEARING WITH THE BREEZE.
HE WAS SEARCHING FOR A TREASURE, BURIED LONG AGO
COS NOTHING LASTS FOREVER, EXCEPT WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW.
HE WEREN'T AFRAID OF DYING, OF STEPPING THROUGH THAT DOOR
THE COMPASS STARTED REELING, AND HE STARED INTO THE STORM.

SOON EVERYTHING WAS ROLLING AND MOANING LIKE A HOUND
AND AN ANGRY TON OF WATER - KNOCKED HIM TO THE GROUND
AND IT KINDA STANDS TO REASON;
IT WAS HURRICANE SEASON.

HE WAS HANGING IN THE DARKNESS, HOLDING TO THE LINE
FACES IN THE WATER, OF FOLKS HE LEFT BEHIND
SAYING "BOY, YOU MUST BE CRAZY, YOU SHOULD'A STAYED AT HOME
STUCK WITH WHAT YOU STARTED, STUCK WITH WHAT YOU'D KNOWN"

NOW THE SEA HAD COME TO TAKE HIM; TO SNUFF HIM LIKE A LIGHT
IN THE BLACK AND HEAVY WATER
IN THE BLACK AND HEAVY SIGH
AND IT KINDA STANDS TO REASON IT WAS HURRICANE SEASON

HE CALLED OUT TO ANGELS; HE CALLED INTO THE DEEP
HE SAID, "GOD, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, GIVE ME SOME RELIEF.
I AIN'T HERE TO ASK FOR FAVOURS, DON'T WANNA ASK FOR GOLD
I ONLY WANT POSSESSION- POSSESSION OF MY SOUL.
I'M BEGGING FOR YOUR MERCY, I'M BEGGING FOR YOU, PLEASE
I'M JUST A SIMPLE TRAVELLER- LOST UPON THE SEA."
AND GOD SAID, "IT KINDA STANDS TO REASON- YOU KNOW- IT'S
HURRICANE SEASON