’Tis a growling Wind tonight
Clawing to get in
Through any crack of Light
To freeze my mortal skin.
Be gone, O tortured Tempest!
You’ll find no welcome here.
Howl and holler if you must —
I’ll ne’er lend you an ear!
’Tis a growling Wind tonight
Clawing to get in
Through any crack of Light
To freeze my mortal skin.
Be gone, O tortured Tempest!
You’ll find no welcome here.
Howl and holler if you must —
I’ll ne’er lend you an ear!