Written, recorded and produced by Peter Galperin, ©2025 all rights reserved.
Lyrics
White caps are rolling on the Hudson.
(It's just a little wind that you're hearing...)
A strong surge is coming in from the south.
(Nothing we should panic about...)
There's a storm brewing in this river valley.
(We've seen much worse than this before...)
Something in the air says it's gonna get rough.
A howling wind blows through New York City.
(That's normal for this time of the year...)
Empty streets are flooded at every tide.
(That's why we live up here...)
The forces of nature are finally taking over.
(Now you've really gone too far...)
There's nowhere here that we can hide.
So pack up all your belongings,
and head to higher ground.
Say goodbye to these sunny shores today.
And if someday your children's children
somehow do survive,
they'll wonder how we lost our way.
There's always a storm coming.
This is something else... like a hurricane.
There hasn't been anything like that in ten years.
Then I guess we're overdue.
That's ridiculous... how do we know
what you're saying is true?
The glaciers have melted and the seas keep rising.
(It's just a temporary situation...)
The climate's changing before our very eyes.
(But we're safe if we stay right here...)
But no one listened to the warnings.
(You're just trying to scare us...)
And now it's time to stop living on the waterline.
Let's pack up all our belongings,
and head to higher ground.
And say goodbye to these sunny shores today.
And if someday our children's children
somehow do survive,
they'll wonder how we lost our way.
