Hovel Video (MV)

Ferocious sky bears down with hurtled spray
It's folly to proceed. Abandon course
You can't endure the frowning tempest's force
Ditch into hole, let all else wash away

But coiling tight against the elements'
Rough brunt is worse. By shunning sleet and gale
Your quest to propagate your seed will fail
You'll wither, parched for want of sustenance

There is fine balance to maintain. With care
Angle your barricade between extremes
Leave chinks to admit twigs and detritus
Let waft the half-damped storm. Abundant air
And fuel must keep your hovel's hearth aflame
Too harsh a draught will snuff your vital source