I hear the dull roar,
It’s a growing sound,
Keep moving forward,
don’t ever lose ground.

The cyclone is coming,
No escaping by running.
As they say, "move it or lose it",
Or your life will be forfeit.

Make a strong shelter
From the helter skelter.
Get your life in order,
Don’t run for the border.

Stand and be counted
All obstacles surmounted
Twister leaves you with devastation,
From life’s rubble; new creation.

Like a tree in the tempest
Stand up and pass life’s test
When calm is around, and beautiful the view,
You’ve finally found the new, stronger you.