Boston Molasses Flood Lyrics

Light, on a winter sun arise

With an azure cold and bright

And my sisters spin and stride

The Bay, like a ship toward it stray

In my mind to dance and sway

But my feet, the street, they stay

Sound, like a girdle pulled around

Takes my breath and weighs me down

Like a burden, like a crown

Copp's hill, horses drag their weight still

Cobblestones and Paul Revere's home

Seagulls rise over Ironsides

Shadow falls, molasses tank walls loom

A sudden noise blooms

Rooms, they collapse and consume

Trapped like rats within

Rail, elevated from the gale

Sees the city swim

Face, I turn to meet the Grace

And it takes me up within

Light, in the Mercy, all's right

And it takes me home again

Light, in the Mercy, all's right

And it takes me home again

Light, in the Mercy, all's right

And it takes me home again