See the ravens wheel and turn
Like a storm cloud come to life.
Hear the thunder crash and roar
While lightning stabs just like a knife.
It's to late to look for shelter
When the storm it has arrived.
Now it's time to stand your ground
If you hope to stay alive.
Rain falls, stinging your eyes
Hiding your fears and drowning your cries
Cold it crawls under your skin
A fire that burns from deep within.
You hear the wind, it's siren's song
It's been calling to you, all along.
Will you choose to be its slave
Or will you rise out of your grave?
All the trees have been stripped bare
By the raging of the Storm.
Left with no alternative
You are going to face some harm.
Pain it helps you to see clearly
For the very first time.
You will have to leap the chasm
To face death or the sublime.
Rain falls, stinging your eyes
Hiding your fears and drowning your cries
Cold it crawls under your skin
A fire that burns from deep within.
You hear the wind, it's siren's song
It's been calling to you, all along.
Will you choose to be its slave
Or will you rise out of your grave?
The latest from NY’s David Nagler is a stirring chamber-folk record with rich instrumentation and vivid, evocative lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2022