Part Ii: The Noreaster Songtext

another chapter is written in the book of out
lives another quill is broken clogged with the
same dead ink another chapter is written I think
we're going on twenty six it took a noreaster to
break the silence that night snowflakes fell as
big as golfballs foreshadow the mood for my
journey first was the flames shot out of a
stoplight the sky lit up there was an oak fallen
from grace in the middle of the road and we were
forced to turn around and you were there we