Lyrics:

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.

Coro and the sisterhood
Less sisters now in Prims.
And it doesn't sound the same
Without the voices for the hymns