Vocal, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, lap steel guitar, and programming – Gerry Griffin / Background vocal, Appalachian dulcimer – Heather Houston / Hurdy gurdy – Alison Gowan / Upright bass – Andy Roberts / Drums – T. Bruce Wittet
A tale of abuse and regret…
That moment in time looped around in his mind
Of her face red and angry, hurt and worn
Words he could not unsay had finally found their way
To her heart trapped in the eye of the storm.
Oh, the wind how it can blow.
Those winds blew her away from his cold unloving ways
Far away from where their broken love was born
His ice cold grip was torn from her heart so reft and warm
Leaving her in the eye of that cruel storm.
Oh, the wind how it can blow.
She gave up the fight one unforgiving night
And then she found that she had been reborn
The power blew away the hopeless flame she fanned
Buried deep beneath the dust and dirt and sand.
Oh, the wind how it can blow
Why she stayed we’ll never know
Through the storm you could hear him moan
As he buried her beneath the frozen snow
As he buried her beneath the frozen snow.