The gales of November came early.
In my considered opinion, the single most chilling song ever written is Gordon Lightfoot‘s The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The story of the ship and its tragedy can be found here.
While I think every line of the song is perfect, there are two parts that I think are incredibly powerful:
One is the faces and names line:
They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
and the other is the ice water mansions line:
Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice water mansion
Every time I hear this song it gives me chills. Today, the 30th anniversary of the tragedy, would, perhaps sadly, be a non-event if not for this excellent and timeless song.
songwriting, edmund fitzgerald