When the North Winds blow west

Lost within an illusion, fishing net at hand

Lost within your dreams, a far off distant land

Living life of fantasy’s for fear of changing sands

Praying upon thy knees, that the fish will surely stand

Feeling lost and lonely, friends have long been gone

No one to share the pain for their off in that far off land

Hesitating reality, now the air is growing cold

The fear of failure sets in as the North Winds start to blow

Shattered dreams within the night, when water caps begin to fight

Empty thoughts upon the day for there’s no fish within thy bay

Faith and hope mere words that seem so far away

There’s nothing left to do but give up and move away

If with faith we’d we get to stay and fish the bay of plenty

To frolic and play like the olden days,

With angelic faces and constant smiles

When friends came for tea and stayed awhile

Dig down deep within your soul, and find the stories that grandpa told

Find thy self that wants to grow upon this given land

Give and ear and land a hand to help thy Nabors stand

And when the North winds blow west, live within your dreams of yesterday when fishing was at best.