Standing on the shore, gasping for breath
Watching the ships rolling as a hurricane comes
Blowing in,
Watching with your eyes as the tides waves wash
Away your tears swirling greys block out the sky
Above your head no star left to shine
The Ocean spray a mist with no feature
Churning storm broadens the horizon,
Faintly you can see the light of the moon
The stormy eye will sweep upon you soon
No man left to stay but like a nightingale tune
Forever I’ll stay, singing and dreaming in the calm of the storm
Like my heart it will fizzle out soon
Bring a new sun and with a nurtured dawn
One so calm and true, the sky again will open with purity and blue
Peace and virtue await your return, my hurricane is over so
Please come home
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