Cyclone
Bruce Hornsby Lyrics


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Most of our years have flown away with nothing much decided
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

When I was a boy there was nothing to know
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

A mystery to myself not everything now I was born to be
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

When I was a boy, I could summon the moon
With a crook of the finger and a home-made tune
I could ride the clouds when they sailed on by
And sing all the words to a wildcat's cry

When I was a boy there was nothing to know
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

I believe I can still make the cyclone rise
And the cyclone rose




Wave of my hand
Rain came down where I made my stand

Overall Meaning

"Cyclone" is a song by Bruce Hornsby that touches on the themes of aging, mortality, and the loss of youthful optimism. The song starts off with the singer reflecting on his life, lamenting how time seems to have passed him by without much direction or meaning. He wonders if he will die alone, as he has no answers for the many questions that have arisen.


The second verse is a nostalgic look back at the singer's childhood, where he felt invincible and in control. He could summon the wind and the rain and even the moon with a wave of his hand or a homemade tune. The singer compares his current state of confusion and uncertainty to the simplicity and clarity of his youth.


The chorus repeats the same lines, "When I was a boy there was nothing to know, 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." The cyclone rising symbolizes the singer's power and control over his own destiny, which he feels he has lost over the years.


The third verse talks about a card game played in a darkened room with strangers, where jealousy and romance are the driving forces. The singer feels invincible in this world, like he cannot lose for winning. He contrasts this with his current state of confusion and worry, wondering if he will ever regain that feeling of control.


Line by Line Meaning

Most of our years have flown away with nothing much decided
We have spent most of our lives without making significant choices


Except the board we're playing on, how it's to be divided
However, we have made decisions about how to play the game of life


Will more years yet die alone? The question's many-sided
The question of whether we will be alone for the rest of our lives is complex


Got no answers of my own and none have been provided
I don't have the answers to this question and have not been given any


When I was a boy there was nothing to know
As a child, I was ignorant to many things in life


The wind followed me wherever I'd go
Nature seemed to follow me wherever I went


Rain came down where I made my stand
Rain would come only in the spots where I had stood


And the cyclone rose with a wave of my hand
And I could even control the wind with a simple gesture


There is a game that's only played in a darkened room with strangers
Life can feel like a game played in isolation with unknown forces


Dealt down and dirty with unmarked cards eyes closed to dangers
We often are presented with challenges that have hidden risks and uncertain outcomes


Jealousy folds without playing its hold card, romance raises grinning
In this game of life, love can thrive while jealousy dwindles


I spent several lifetimes there where I could not lose for winning
At times, I found myself in a place where I couldn't lose, no matter how I played the game


When I was a boy there was love for free
As a child, love was given and received easily without cost


Glad to be given and received by me
I was happy to both give and receive love


I believe I can still make the cyclone rise
I have confidence that I can still control the wind even now


Just can't see it so well, with my fading eyes
However, my aging eyes make it harder to control the wind as precisely


A mystery to myself not everything now I was born to be
I am still figuring out who I am and what I was meant to be


All I know is when I wanted it so, the wind itself rose for me
Despite this mystery, I do know that I was able to control the wind when I truly needed it


You know, if it wasn't for love
Love has had a significant impact on my life


I might just be a wandering man
Without love, I might have lived a more aimless, wandering life


But believe I've made the better choice
However, I know I have made the right choices in following love


To sing about it with this band
And sharing my love and experiences through music brings me joy


I could ride the clouds when they sailed on by
As a child, I could even ride on the clouds as they passed by


And sing all the words to a wildcat's cry
I was even able to mimic the sounds of the animals around me


And the cyclone rose
And the wind still follows me now


Wave of my hand
I can still control it with a simple gesture


Rain came down where I made my stand
And the rain still falls where I choose to be




Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BRUCE HORNSBY, ROBERT HUNTER

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Most of our years have flown away with nothing much decided
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

When I was young, there was nothing to know
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 hole card, romance raises grinning
I spent several lifetimes there
Where I could not lose for winning

When I was young, there was love for free
Glad to be given and received by me
The 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

A mystery to myself not everything
Now I was born to be
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 I believe I've made the better choice
To sing about it with this band

When I was a boy, I could summon the moon
With a crook of the finger and a homemade tune
I could ride the clouds, when they sailed on by
And sing all the words to a wildcat's cry

When I was a boy, there was nothing to know
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

I believe I can still make the cyclone rise

And the cyclone rose with the wave of my hand
Rain came down where I made my stand

Songwriters: Bruce Hornsby / Robert Hunter



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I've been listening to Bruce Hornsby for years but I am embarrassed to admit that I only discovered this track a few days ago. It's easily one of his very best. What a brilliant song and such a great band performance.

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