A Storm Is Born
Lyrics
Out beyond the lonely desert, sitting on some distant dune
Tribal chief tells a tale of the rising crescent moon
A man-made isle of broken rock, hiding darker secrets too
Sex and drugs and rock and roll but never where when how or who
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
It blew across from further east, travelling easy miles and miles
Swirl of dust and cutting sand, hitting hard these glittering isles
Tribal chief raised his hand, protected from the darkest bite
Office blocks and shopping malls, nowhere is safe tonight
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
Conquered land and sea and air, nothing stopped it in its path
Blasting everything it touched
The smiting hand of God’s great wrath
When it all was at an end our friends they counted all the cost
Of never planning, not at all, what it could mean to be lost
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
Now everyone can hear the thunder, everyone can hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory and the storm was born!
Sandstorm!
Out beyond the lonely desert, sitting on some distant dune
Tribal chief tells a tale of the rising crescent moon
A man-made isle of broken rock, hiding darker secrets too
Sex and drugs and rock and roll but never where when how or who
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
It blew across from further east, travelling easy miles and miles
Swirl of dust and cutting sand, hitting hard these glittering isles
Tribal chief raised his hand, protected from the darkest bite
Office blocks and shopping malls, nowhere is safe tonight
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
Conquered land and sea and air, nothing stopped it in its path
Blasting everything it touched
The smiting hand of God’s great wrath
When it all was at an end our friends they counted all the cost
Of never planning, not at all, what it could mean to be lost
No one could hear the thunder, no one could hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory of the great Sandstorm
Now everyone can hear the thunder, everyone can hear it roar
Perfect power and the glory and the storm was born!
Sandstorm!
Writer(s): Karl Feilder
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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