THAT DAY BLEW (4/8/00)
What started as an emotional storm
turned into the winds of change
i prayed they would help you get there
and help me rearrange
Dust rose up like I've never seen.
Winds blowing across the land
A blizzard of dirt - like the Laventar.
I was Fatima...and you, my desert man.
Find that gold Santiago.
I'm with where'er you go.
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