Storm King

The clouds will form a crown Circling the rocky mountaintop Telling us the rain is coming soon As we sail the river up and down The storm king has borne the seasons all Worn them upon his brow He guides the watchful boats below I am the storm king now He is bemused, sometimes delighted Sees the trains, the hikers on the hill In our progress and our industry May we grow better still The storm king has seen us from above Rising up on the starboard bow He knows the turning of the years I am the storm king now The storm king has borne the seasons all Worn them upon his brow He guides the watchful boats below I am the storm king now I am the storm king now