Cyclone

Bm D A E Most of our years have flown away with nothing much decided G D A Bm 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 Bm D A E When I was a boy there was nothing to know D Bm A Bm 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 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 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 Bm D A E A mystery to myself not everything now I was born to be G D Bm 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 Bm A E When I was a boy, I could summon the moon D A Bm With a crook of the finger and a home-made tune