February Storm

I was up late last night, I could hear the winds howling The dustbins were rolling somewhere down the street And I ask dear Ciara, would she blow away our own storms Blow for the change we've been starved of this year Blow, blow, blow, blow away the worst that we've become Blow, blow, blow, all that we've undone It's been brewing for a long time, we are divided And I'm undecided which side I am on When I'm lonely I switch on the old shipping forecast I feel more like a sailor than a man on the run Blow, blow, blow, blow all the bitterness away Blow, blow, blow away all of the pain Ciara she's blowing, from Fitzroy to Viking Flags of the nation and those stars she is hiding Whatever you're feeling, whatever you have done Whatever you're regretted, the wind blows on us all So blow, blow, blow, blow all our prejudice away Blow, blow, blow til our bitterness will fade I'm sad and I'm sick, and I'm numb to emotion I'm empty and lonely with nowhere to be I look to the skies and all I see is the darkness But I know somewhere there are stars to be seen I feel bruised and battered, lost hope like the river banks But bring on this storm for it's something to feel Blow, blow, blow, blow away the worst that we've become Blow, blow, blow, all of it away Blow, blow, blow, blow it all away