April Storm

In April storm
Down in the valleys below
Northern trail, the coastline sails
To the valleys unknown
In autumn born
To the words you don’t rise
Harmony rail, her ghost died
Across the county line
A world of your own
Whether ready or not
River ignores the ocean sky
To the parking lot
In autumn born
To the words you don’t like
Sister of a daughter
None of them ever know
It’s every surprise, girl
We’re living in a wide world
In April storm
Down in the valleys below
Northern trail, the coastline sails
Past the setting sun
In autumn born
The valleys below
Sister of a daughter
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on