a howling word has spread across the shores the veil might lift and show the face that guides us through this tempest days for what lurks in the storm might take us on its wings or break us the nameless shepherd the age old voice that s talking through the wind better hope to be overseen or you ll be taken in a glint and i can t believe what my eyes have seen when i was staring at the storm and the storm stared back to me a fierce wraith is yelling and it s melody is not made for mortal minds the stuff of dire storytelling never to be heard or seen below the deck we re shelter dwelling waiting for a better sign and i can t believe what my eyes have seen when i was staring at the storm and the storm stared back to me for what lurks in the storm might take us on it s wings or break us and i can t believe what my eyes have seen for what lurks in the storm stared back to me a howling word has spread across the shores the veil might lift and show the face that guides us through this tempest days for what lurks in the storm might take us on it s wings or break us and i can t believe what my eyes have seen when i was staring at the storm and the storm stared back to me