
Father WIND — The Sea Gives No Reply
Verse 1 November’s twenty-ninth had come, The year was drawing near its end. You gave me room to call you Father, More than captain, more than friend. The third to hold that name for me, Another branch where I belonged; I came to know your northern heart, And found a shelter fierce and strong. Chorus Father WIND, I hear you still, A northern voice no wall could tame. Captain of the Silver Blades, You stood beside your daughter’s name. Let the long roads lead me home, Let the distant lanterns gleam; While I can call you Father, I have somewhere safe to lean. Verse 2 When cruel words were spoken Of the braids upon my hair, I brought you all my hurt and anger; You would not leave me standing there. “Let him bring his words to me,” Was the answer that you gave. To others, you were steel and thunder; To me, the father who stayed. Chorus Father WIND, I hear you still, A northern voice no wall could tame. Captain of the Silver Blades, You stood beside your daughter’s name. Let the long roads lead me home, Let the distant lanterns gleam; While I can call you Father, I have somewhere safe to lean. Verse 3 Then came the word that you were missing, And your men had gone to search. I carried questions through my lessons, Set them down beside my work. Friends would sit with me in kindness, But no kindness brought you near; Every message made me wonder If your name was waiting there. Bridge An old note spoke of Port Kar, Of arrows bought in years gone by. For a breath, I thought they’d found you— Then the hope slipped quietly by. I had no place to send a letter, No certain shore on which to wait; Only all the things a daughter Never thinks to say till late. Final Chorus Father WIND, can you hear me Past the reach of home and shore? Captain of the Silver Blades, Will I hear your voice once more? Your men are searching distant waters; I am waiting here for news. How can all this world keep turning With no word at all from you? Outro — softly November gave to me a father, And I became your daughter, free. Now I whisper “Father” to the darkness— And you are lost at sea.

