‘Trade Wind’

I didn't think that tarmac at Miami International would mean such a thing! Oh Melissa you are the start of me! Jessica you too! As if I had those options! A wind westwad bound blew from Nassau, Only to find me as I was leaving toward home In Alabama I can't replicate my childhood in this bastard city, they call the .'Magic 'City!' Edge of North America, headed out Morrocco way, asunder the Atlantic! Those trade winds blew across the Bermuda Triangle......... As if Miami had a say, attempting to convince me my childhood never traveled away....... It was July.......1999!