Hurricane Breeze

There’s a hurricane breeze growing off the East coast It’s swaying the trees and stirring the boats There’s no telling who it will affect the most Mother's all hold children tight to their breast While the men of the sea battle their death There's no telling who will be dragged to the depths There's wind in the rigging and waves over bow There's no telling what the sea will allow All hands to stations, all ships to shore There's no telling who won’t return anymore There’s a light in the harbour swinging ‘round through the fog The silence of knowing and the howl of a dog There’s no telling who the dark water has called There's candles in windows all lit for the souls Lost to the madness or found on the shoals There's no telling who has been swept to the cold There's wind in the rigging and waves over bow There's no telling what the sea will allow All hands to stations, all ships to shore There's no telling who won’t return anymore