February Storm

I was up late last night, I could hear the winds howling
 The dustbins were rolling somewhere down the street
 And I ask dear Ciara, would she blow away our own storms
 Blow for the change we've been starved of this year
 Blow, blow, blow, blow away the worst that we've become
 Blow, blow, blow, all that we've undone
 It's been brewing for a long time, we are divided
 And I'm undecided which side I am on
 When I'm lonely I switch on the old shipping forecast
 I feel more like a sailor than a man on the run
 Blow, blow, blow, blow all the bitterness away
 Blow, blow, blow away all of the pain
 Ciara she's blowing, from Fitzroy to Viking
 Flags of the nation and those stars she is hiding
 Whatever you're feeling, whatever you have done
 Whatever you're regretted, the wind blows on us all
 So blow, blow, blow, blow all our prejudice away
 Blow, blow, blow til our bitterness will fade
 I'm sad and I'm sick, and I'm numb to emotion
 I'm empty and lonely with nowhere to be
 I look to the skies and all I see is the darkness
 But I know somewhere there are stars to be seen
 I feel bruised and battered, lost hope like the river banks
 But bring on this storm for it's something to feel
 Blow, blow, blow, blow away the worst that we've become
 Blow, blow, blow, all of it away
 Blow, blow, blow, blow it all away