Velvet clouds are rolling in
Well, I see them passing on the highway
While tides are coming from the south side
I bet they will collide son, they will collide
Yeah they will collide
And I hear my father when the storm comes
He said "always be prepared son, always be prepared son"
It comes around through different towns
It won't be long now, it won't be long
No, it won't be long
