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All Good Turning Wind by Raven Mcgraw
Laughing again at the wind that your body creates
When your swinging away in church
When the air from your dress is kicked up on the floor
Nothing but sound comes back
Wisdom is lonely music you think
While your moving your head to hear a couple of people playing
A few lovers in the parking lot
Churning with the melody
As everyone twists and turns inside
The rhythm of the breeze is led by the blind
It keeps me weak in its distance
Yet somehow it heals me
When it takes my eyes on a soul ride
To see the enemy of your life as a crayon
Making your heart a cartoon and harmless
When no one hears anything break
Its all just spiritual turn on
Youth is common in so many colors
That lean and grind with the air
The chorus has ended and calm ensues
As I turn and sing forward again
*Pause*
When she sits down
The sound her cushion makes, is rippled
Her water of life is flowing
The echo in the chamber still
As the clapping interrupts shouts of the holy men
Adjusting their sighs just before everyone breaks into song
Its a song about love called
"All good turning wind"
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