Eye of The Hurricane

Blue Oyster Cult · The Curse of The Hidden Mirror

Sometimes I let it take me like a greased and vertical sled
I know the trick wonÂ’t break me, itÂ’s all dancing in my head

People think that they can change most people it ainÂ’t true
ItÂ’s easy to talk about change, ainÂ’t easy followinÂ’ through

Once it starts, it has to finish, once it rolls, itÂ’s gonna crash
You know it finds its limit, todayÂ’s heroes tomorrowÂ’s trash

He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesnÂ’t care what you think
Cause thereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s something calm watching in the center of me
Cause thereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane

People fly around me like dead leaves in high wind
They stream down the choking streets and never quite reach the end

Sometimes I wear a blue buzzsaw, I wear it like mohawk steel
Sometimes I ride my fatal flaw blindfolded, do it by feel

He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesnÂ’t care what you think
Cause thereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s something calm watching in the center of me
Cause thereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane

Sometimes I wear a blue buzzsaw, I wear it like mohawk steel
Sometimes I ride my fatal flaw blindfolded, do it by feel

He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesnÂ’t care what you think
Cause thereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye in my hurricane
ThereÂ’s something calm watching in the center of me
Cause thereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane
ThereÂ’s an eye to my hurricane