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 !