Chris Foster - Storm Of The Century (The 1935 Labor Day Hurricane Song) - Sözleri

The Storm of the Century 

(the 1935 Labor Day hurricane song)

Words and music by Chris Foster © January 9th 2003.

 



The keys are the islands along Florida Bay 

There a paradise found for most all.

The locals all live the fine life everyday

Only few still alive may recall. 

About the sea and its fury when it was torn by the gales 

And how nothing could stand in its way 

Saltwater canyons made of 30 feet swales 

That came ashore one labor day



The pressure was falling the tides on the move.

It was nothing liked we'd ever seen

Winds from the north waves from the south 

And a small piece of land in between. 



We boarded up windows, pulled in our boats 

Made our havens as safe as could be 

We couldn't imagine what was to be

Everything would end up in the sea. 



II.	The storm started coming  the pressure was dropping 

Large waves started hitting the beach

Lighting was flashing, timbers were flying 

And safety was clear out of reach. 

The railroad was sent from south of Miami 

To rescue us but to no avail 

A wave washed the train cars right off of the track

And it ate 30 miles of the rail 



The wind knock me over I grabbed my sister 

And she clang to me for her young life 

She couldn't hang on despite fear in her eyes

And her fingernails digging like knives



I whispered I love you as she drifted away

Then some sand blasted me in the eye

I found refuge on the top of a tree

placed there by the 20 foot tide. 







III	I awoke the next morning after being unconscious 

The storm of the century had past

The slow falling rain mixed with tears in my eyes

As I wondered who all didn't last

No blade of grass no tree left standing

Every building was washed out to sea

Dazed and confused I stood comprehending 

What my eyes told me to see.







Where is my family, where is my home

They were nowhere in sight, someone said

I sat by the water with my head in my hands

Wondering if I was better off dead? 



I had to go on, they needed my help

As we mournfully stacked all the dead

We all said a prayer then we lit them on fire 

Its an image that won't leave my head



IV.	Great walls of water swallowed some whole 

In a battle between God and Man

Four hundred twenty three lives were the toll

And I will never quite understand

An 18-foot monument stands off US 1

With remains of so many who died.

Words of remembrance with the date etched in bronze

September 2nd 1935 



I am so lucky that I'm hear to retell 

God gave me a final reprieve

Nothing short of a miracle surviving the gales

As I desperately held to a tree



Now I share the memory with family and friends

Sleepless nights sure have riddled my life 

Remembering all of the lives lost that day

Is a memory that cuts like a knife. 
















		
			



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