Storm-front coming from the southern coast,
leaves its mark upon the land.
Heads on up towards the eastern shore,
she bares her teeth to show a smile.
Sudden how it gets so dark in this town,
twenty minutes since the day.
Holding out to think of something brighter here,
that I can tell your Dad back home.
Send a prayer to my own,
to my hope.
Seek her out,
keep her safe,
in my love.
Lord, please, keep her sound now.
But I'm restless, so I head out for the door,
find I'm drawn towards the church.
Start to hear the trees, they're roaring up ahead,
crowd the light out like a curse.
Calling me back to those brave November souls
that I can't defy, I can't forget.
Think I'd love you more if you were strong and wrong,
than if you were weak and right?
Send a prayer to my own,
to my hope.
Seek her out,
keep her safe,
in my love.
Lord, please, keep her sound now.
Sea pulls like a longing,
and floods everything else from my mind.
Home calls like a warning – a note in the night -,
catch in my heart.
Hope you're safe,
Hope you're sound,

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