The thunder clashed on the dreary day
And the house became a cave
Every light was off in sight
And our shadows became our slaves
The streets were empty with doom
As we locked ourselves in a room
And the shutters couldn’t be saved
But as we watched our home be torn
By the dreadful New England storm
We knew we had to be brave
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 4:37 PM UTC
The thunder clashed on the dreary day
And the house became a cave
Every light was off in sight
And our shadows became our slaves
The streets were empty with doom
As we locked ourselves in a room
And the shutters couldn’t be saved
But as we watched our home be torn
By the dreadful New England storm
We knew we had to be brave
