January 24 and the factory closed down,
Thinking I'll get drunk to hell down at the Rose and Crown.
We stayed 'till closing and we drank the bar dry,
Swear that's the first time that I've seen old Mick cry.
Sometimes you feel the weight of giants on your shoulders,
And the mirrors whisper it's enough to bowl you over.
It's the tempers, not a sound is heard,
Oh God, when will the wind be still?
Oh God, when will the wind be still?

For the light that shines on me,
Sad, the light that shines.
For the light that shines on me,
Oh, the light that shines.

She was heavy with two months left,
I was morning the loss,
Looking for papers 'round the wharves and on the docks.
She took up attention, though she said it was a sin,
Three hungry mouths to feed and no money coming in.

For the light that shines on me,
Sad, the light that shines.
For the light that shines on me,
Oh, the light that shines.

For the light that shines on me,
Sad, the light that shines.
For the light that shines on me,
Oh, the light that shines .

Winter came up strong,
And the child stayed warm.,
Nothing to the world now but this terrible dawn.
Saw Mick a year ago, can't remember his face,
But I dreamt,
Dreamt I heard my voice from a thousand mouths below.
I saw my body lying naked as the day,
I can move the mountain but my feet are stuck.
Look up and God is standing in the way,
Look up and God and standing in the way.
Oh, when will the wind be still,
Oh, when will the wind be still.

For the light that shines on me,
Sad the light that shines.
Black as night it falls on me,
Oh the light the shines.