Save Our Souls

It was three in the morning and I had to get dressed The radio had crackled out, another SOS The fire flickered slowly, it was to cold to gain heat So I pulled on my old boots and went out in the sleet I jumped in my vehicle, it fired up sublime I looked at my watch, it had frozen in time My low fire behind me as I drove through the night Inching and edging through the poorest of sight I looked at the sky, huge white clouds, they did grow Twisting and turning, dispensing more snow I didn't want to admit it but I knew I was lost Then I saw it on the floor, the top of a signpost It jutted from the snow, buried seven foot deep I cleared away the face, it said The village of Drepe An arrow did point, towards the south east I jumped back in my vehicle so full of relief The weather atrocious, strong blizzard and snow I checked the thermometer, it read 30 below I never felt this cold in all of my years Wishing I was home as I pushed through the gears I thought of my bed and my kids and my wife What would they do, if I lost my life This hostile land in a hostile zone The place that I loved, the place I called home The trees on the hills were bending with weight From the build up off snow, there was no escape As the weather got colder, I thought this aint cool No one would come up here, no one but a fool As I turned the bend, I was stopped in my track Away in the distance, I saw the light of a shack Where there is light, there could also be life So I pressed on relentless with vigour and drive It was one of them nights, it made me feel old Just up ahead, a tree blocked the road All gnarled with its branches thrust into the air I thought, it's all over, I began to despair With my vehicle I pushed, with my vehicle I pulled The old tree laughed back, said man your getting too old I have guarded this road for one hundred years The lightning took me, you think I have no tears I will lay on my side, no one will pass through The village of Drepe has been cut off to you I looked up at the sky as night turned to day Thinking to myself, there has to be a way I grabbed on my shovel and I piled up the snow To both sides of this tree and thought, you I will show I built me a highway, I laboured non stop Then jumped in my vehicle and drove over the top In a clearing I saw it all covered in snow People round camp fires with no where to go people so hungry and people so old Young children crying, comforted by old I arrived at the village which was trapped in the glen With plenty of food and warm blankets for them I checked my thermometer, it read 30 below