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High Winds White Sky Lyrics by Bruce Cockburn
High Winds White Sky by Bruce Cockburn
Wild birds do glide
Tattered smoke fades
Embers in the pipe
Blood of the king
Daughter of the stars
The wind's travellers' tales tease the tops of the trees
the ships have all sailed to the mouth of the sea...
The spider spins
Hands draw us in
Falsehood lies panting like a fish in the palm...