The shore

There is no one who will take me by that shore Close to the smoke, far from the fires of your harbour. But if I am awake this time I'll know All over your eyes, a storm is rolling over, rolling over....

Standing there in the pouring rain My sun sets to the north Can't you see the glow? Light fades for the fatherless But I harbour hope Cant you see me glow?... ...Glow These waves they crash below...