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whole again we sail
Lands draw near as baleful winds gale

was far from home
Even with you near me
Out in the gales with the soothsayer birds
Making their predictions for me

Where will you be coming when

your compassion
My soul is purified

In the shadow of my doubt and fear
You draw me close, you love so near
In every storm, in every gale
You are

and Hateful gales
Fill the sails of the 
Gringo Papi.

A martial artist known for
His wit will soon find himself
A target to hit.
Before his noggin was all but

love, you resuscitate my weary soul ooh-yeah

In the silence of sorrow, your voice I hear
A melody of hope, drawing me near
Through the darkest of nights,

past and pain 
Are filled with tears 
And all the times 
I fought for love
But hate was always near 


I'm doing the most 
You seeing the ghost 
You

And the storm takes hold,
The gale begins to blow.
When there’s evil near,
When there’s pain and fear,
There’s one thing you must know:

I’ll help you make it

the stair
Rattling the air
Stifled by the gale
Of the crosswind's wicked wail
Can't suffocate the fear
When the witching hour draws near
Lifted to the arc

the peer
but Elsevere lay heavy on the rail
he said "son look yonder there!
our doom is surely near
can't ya feel it hear it blow a strong southwestern gale

Darkened clouds pile up
Flashing lights enrage the sky
Stormy gales lash hard
Whimper and embrace the lie

The sails are set
Salvation's here
To save

it
Why y'all looking Mormon
Y'all could be horning
Take of that tale you whale
We all know you're going to fail
You stench like a gale
A gale of shit

they gather near 
A sense of disaster 
The storm is almost here 

A vortex of voices 
An aimless fight 
No one will win now
The ones who are wrong

Here and ahead and under soft rain
Its wings broken and its chest blood-stained

Trembling of pain, of fear
A little bird so near
That even without

Near the Ronne ice shelf
As the ridges heaved and squeezed

Endurance, Endurance
Fighting frostbite's decay
With shovels in hand
They made their stand

$7,000 tryna splurge and shit
Nigga damn near wrecked his car, tryna swerve and shit I just got back to the hood, what's the word in this bitch
Finna crash

Here and ahead and under soft rain
Its wings broken and its chest blood-stained
Trembling of pain, of fear
A little bird so near
That even without

Fine combs made of jade
To ornament and weave it

I lived a life of pleasant sorrows
Until the real deal came
Broke me like a twig in a winter gale

The Fisherman's Song

Silly Wizard

A Celtic Tapestry, Vol. 2

By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing
The spray strung like jewels in her hair
And the sea tore the rocks near the desolate landing

Like the gale over galilee
Calm the storm that's inside of me
Speak Your words of life
Cease the waves and the tide

Like the sails over violent seas

AGAINST THE WIND



Verse 1:



Against the wind,

I find myself.

No more turning back now,

I am here



Into the gale,

I carry on.

Facing

thousands takes the road to watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and leave the year
And Autumn is his bridle

The man

Shadow Cabinet

The Church

Remote Luxury

1984

on nibbling the sails
Queuing in the ruins in the wake of the gale it's
Harmony I say

Hear the difference between close and near
The way oaths and oafs

mouldy.
I sailed the seas for seven years
Not knowin' what I was missin';
Then I trimmed my sails before the gales
And started in a-kissin'.
Well, first I

Out upon the grey sea, gale blowing then withholding
On the straight between skies we throw our nets and lines

It takes a daytrip to Flint to step