The Whirlwind: I. Overture / Whirlwind

Catch your breath as you watch your step
 Head spinning round as you hit the ground
 Present tense time is of essence
 Hold the second hand going round the dial

 And we got caught in the whirlwind
 Torn by the storms of our lives
 We counted - counted on something
 That never could hold up our lives

 By chance to see an inner light
 Your wildest dreams bring a certain fright
 Doubt arising from the shock
 It's your head that's back on the block

 And we got caught in the whirlwind
 Torn by the storms of our lives
 And just when we though we had something
 It turned to dust in our eyes

 Out on the sea on a winter's day
 Looking north over skies are grey
 There I can see as the winds blow high
 Do the storms still rage or maybe it's my eyes