It's a snow-wind She's felt It blow for sixty years and more. Cora and the snow-wind Like the row-lock and the oar Cutting through these icy waters To find shelter and perfectlon and the shore.
Cora's lived a kind of llfe From downstairs maid to miner's wife Making sure she shined a floor In Surrey homes before the war She feels that snow-wind blowing. She's not sure where we're going, anymore.
For years past 1926 They dug the hill-sides out with picks While still behind the iron gate Those winding-wheels she'd come to hate She feels thot snow-wind blowing. She thinks we mlghty be getting there too late.
It's a snow-wind It blows so hard it cuts her to the bone. Cora and the snow-wind A women's life is not her own As she dives in icy waters To find passion and survival, all alone.
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