Storm front

Safe at harbor, everything is easy
Off to starboard, daylight comes up fast
Now I’m restless for the open water
Red flags are flying from the Coast Guard mast

They told me to stay, I heard all the information
I motored away and steered straight ahead
Though the weatherman said

There’s a storm front coming (mood indigo)
White water running and the pressure is low
Storm front coming (mood indigo)
Small craft warning on the radio

I’ve been sailing a long time on this ocean
Man gets lonesome, all those years at sea
I’ve got a woman, my life should be easy
Most men hunger for the life I lead

The morning was grey, but I had the motivation
I drifted away and ran into more
Heavy weather off shore

There’s a storm front coming (mood indigo)
White water running and the pressure is low
Storm front coming (mood indigo)
Small craft warning on the radio

We’ve got a low pressure system and a northeast breeze
We’ve got a falling barometer and rising seas
We’ve got the cumulonimbus and a possible gale
We’ve got a force nine blowing on the Beaufont scale

I’m still restless for the open water
Though she gives me everything I need
She asked me to stay, but I’d done my navigation
I drove her away, but I should have known
To stay tied up at home

There’s a storm front coming (mood indigo)
White water running and the pressure is low
Storm front coming (mood indigo)
Small craft warning on the radio