The Winds Of November Lightfoot Connection
The gales of November sit still on my mind
while I stand to remember the Maritime blues
Twenty-nine souls cradled by the sea
perished as the gales of November blew free
"We're holding our own just like an old shoe "
transmissions and messages lost in debris !
Superior storms blew hard and unfettered
as the gales of November amok, ran the sea
Twenty-nine souls gone astray with the wind
and the mountains and lakes still echo for thee
Its a "Lightfoot" connection that sings of your plea
as the winds of November blow wild and blow free !
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