Gathering Storm - Paul Kelly

I had a dream

I saw you walking down the road

In a gatherning storm

Wind on the rise

A black crow was flying

You along in a gathering storm

I wake up along in my bed

There’s nothing before my eyes

And outside the door

Only the sighing

And you out there in a gathering storm

So cover you head

Keep your eyes open

Make speed in the gathering storm

I rise up and turn on the light

Now it’s shining inmy window

My walls are strong

My chimney’s smoking

God speed you in the gathering storm