Came to the door where the eagle hangs and waits to let you in

To the cool silence of the stones

Shades of Tintagel English legend under African skies

Time out of mind to carry you home

We fell into conversation comparing worlds that never met

Watching the hawks hang on the wind

And looking inside for the answers in the places that I seldom have to go

Nobody saw the clouds roll in

Then it was running in rivers through the door through the night

Through the homes of the people on the hill

And while some were washed away still the refuge remained

The legend and the castle standing still

Shelter from the storm

Here we bring the child inside and set him on the road to make his way

Finding a harbour staying alive

Losing sight of the stars while the thunder rolls

The rain comes down and the lightning splits the sky

Caught in the storm trying to survive

Somehow he learned to catch the sunlight as it filtered from the sky

And weave its gold into a tune

And how to reach beyond the curtain of the storm clouds in the night

And paint with the silver of the moon

But still it is running in rivers through the door through the night

Through the lives of the people on the hill

And though some are washed away still the strong ones remain

A refuge for a spirit moving still

Shelter from the storm

So we sing our songs again and paint our pictures brightly on the wall

And build our castles in the sky

And when the rain comes down to wash the earth away they will remain

To carry the memory down in time

Running through the verses with the rhythm and the rhyme the colours play

Washing the canvas in shades of sound

Living on in the stones and the poetry forever in the words we leave behind

Maybe perfection next time around

But now it is running in rivers through your soul through your mind

Through the hearts of the people on the hill

And while some are washed away still the magic remains

The colours and the music playing still

Shelter from the storm