Through the storm

“Through the Storm”

(A Song of Strength and Survival)

(Thunder crashes, waves roar. The sound of the storm begins to rise.)

The waves crash hard, the mast creaks loud,

Lightning splits the angry clouds.

My body shakes, but I must be strong,

I’ve done this before—I’ll carry on.

Hold the ropes, brace the mast,

This storm won’t let us last.

If we don’t fight, the ship will fall,

Hold together, give it our all.

Hold steady now, don’t fall apart,

Focus your breath, steady your heart.

The storm’s not stronger than me tonight,

Just breathe, just fight, I’ll make it right.

Heave to starboard, brace the bow,

We can’t let her capsize now.

Every gust, every wave we fight,

We’ll keep this ship afloat tonight.

Don’t look, just breathe, keep your head held high,

Feel the rhythm, the storm will pass by.

We’ve sailed through the tempests, we’ve braved the tide,

Through the storm, we’ll make it alive.

The salt air stings, my hands grip tight,

The pain feels endless, but I’ll win this fight.

Two lives await, my love is their shield,

I’m their mother, I’ll never yield.

Tie the sails, watch the wheel,

Feel the wood beneath your heel.

If we lose control, we’ll lose it all,

Stand your ground, no time to fall.

Hold steady now, don’t let fear grow,

I’ve done this before, I already know.

I’ll weather the pain, I’ll rise from the sea,

Two tiny souls are counting on me.

Hold fast, the waves are cruel,

But we’ve got grit, we’ve got the tools.

We’ll steer her through, no matter the cost,

This ship won’t sink, we won’t be lost.

Don’t look, just breathe, keep your head held high,

Feel the rhythm, the storm will pass by.

We’ve sailed through the tempests, we’ve braved the tide,

Through the storm, we’ll make it alive

(Woman) One final push, the tide turns near,

(Men) Steady the rigging, no room for fear.

(Woman) Through sweat and tears, I’ve faced the pain,

(Men) We’ll fight the wind, we’ll hold the chain.

(Woman) A cry breaks the thunder, a light in the dark,

(Men) She’s done it—she’s fine—she’s hit the mark!

(Men) Focus the sails, keep the ship in line,

(Men) The storm’s not done, but we’ll hold just fine