He was an outcast from the island
sailing across the sea
Bending the horizon

bearing with the breeze

Searching for a treasure

buried long ago
'Cos nothing lasts forever
except what you don't know


But he weren't afraid of dying
or stepping through that door

The compass started reeling
and he stared into the storm


Soon everything was rolling
and rolling like a hound
And an angry ton of water

knocked him to the ground

And it kinda stands to reason

It was hurricance season
Hey-ey-ey-ey


He was hanging in the darkness
holding to the land
Faces in the water

of folks he'd left behind

Saying 'boy you must be crazy

should have stayed at home
Stuck with what you'd started,
stuck with what you know'


And the sea had come to take him
and snuff him like a light

In the black and heavy water
in the black and heavy sight


And it kinda stands to reason
It was hurricance season
Hey-ey-ey-ey


Hey-ey-ey-ey


He called up to the angels
he called into the deep
Said 'God if you can hear me

give me some relief'

And He didn't ask for favours

don't want to ask for gold
Only one posession
possession of a soul


'I'm begging for your mercy
I'm begging to you please

I'm just a simple traveller
lost upon the sea'


And it kinda stands to reason
It was hurricance season
Hey-hey-hey-hey