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This reminds me of a letter
Written in the sky
A distant kind of lovesick
A tender-kind of sad
There could be trouble when the wind blows

AS IT IS 
Written by 
Arema Arega-Negussie González 
(Es así) 
Translated by Daniel Francis-Berenson & Arema Arega 
I/E. OVERTURE 
NARRATOR WIND

mortals beware.
crimson, necter and wine.
the body its vat the veins to refine.

whispers on the wind, the moon has risen.
no solace givin to the startled

can do
Hanging by their head, on a noose

It's tyranny, it's written down from what we stand for motherfuckers
To the gallows we come

Life in the city,

As white as the reach between our words
As white as the bones that scrape the shadow of the sun
Beneath these frail skeins
Everything is written

The past is a chapter written and done
Now it's time to chase the rising sun
In the mirror of time reflections fade
New adventures on a path unswayed

All the words in my head have been written
All the songs have been sung too
I wish I could find something special and unique
So I could write it down

ashes
that have been blown away
by the wind.

They can’t rest
until the black death leaves the air.

They can’t find their rest;
they can’t find their

It was so, so hollow
And it left me feeling just the same
Though I played it cool,
I'm surprised by the pain

It was meant to fade
I won't complain

written)
Your life came before you.

To find that day in the sun
With cyanide or a loaded gun
Graced by shame.

I'm your addict.

branches
But my heart just couldn't stay
I left the moment that I could
A prisoner of the highway

I passed by farms and trailers
As I drove through

Roll Spirit Roll
written by: keith johnston

 An ancient voice
Travels in the wind
Calling all royalty
That's still listening
All the lost words
From

It's been a long time since I've written in this light.
I'm feeling more along as time goes by.
Only two more days until I spend my first one alone

BURNING PYRE, RISING UP SOUL
DUST AND ASH, BEYOND DEATH’S ROW
TROUGH BLACK SMOKE , INTO THE GREAT HALL
RIP OFF THE EYES AND SEE
DESTINY WRITTEN, HEAR

sings, proclaiming more.

Tires gliding on roads adorned in diamond sheen,
My soul races at Lamborghini's serene,
Bank accounts written with a flourish

With You, I clways Want To
Written by: Jenn Lynn Jody

Capo: 1

C/cm/C

C
With you, I want to
cm
Feel the dirt on my feet
cm
Feel the grass walkin'

echo, ghost echo
Every letter talks about you and nothing else
Four sheets written to the wind with a heart on a shelf

Two rows of buildings bracing each

As I sit here inside myself creating half-felt emotions
The radios blare the worst music ever written
A narrow window of time to see
Things that

through the ages,
In the wars of the church, written on history's pages.
Blood and fire, faith and pain,
In the name of salvation, only sorrow remains.

blessed for his seek
Keeper of the horn, the sentinel of the rainbow bridge

With swords in hand he stands
The guardian of these lands
The wind blows on his

novel
Steam finds a new loophole
The history books weren’t written for us
New rust appears on the ligaments
Satirized by a desperate author
Olympus

chapter still open
In this story written by the wind.
c book with a thousand white pages.

Night, you are mine! You are mine!
Night, oh night! My night.

Written By Bobby Turner and Jeff Hunter Ⓒ2022
Thanks Lonette Stacy Clayton-Braun for inspiring me to finish this song!

Bobby Turner
Words and Music

Sins of My Father

Tom Waits

Real Gone

2004

the light brown hair
Night is falling like a bloody axe
Lies and rumors and the wind at my back
Hand on the wheel gravel on the road
Will the pawn shop sell