
Turning Winds
Verse 1 A storm-wind rises, giant and awake, It bites at the spine of the night we made. It sweeps through the heart, through the dust of our days, Tearing the chains that we wore in our haze. Chorus Turning winds, pull our weights away, Blow the ashes of heavy hearts astray. From the wreckage, a soft light begins to strive, Turning winds, only keep us alive. Verse 2 The gusts grind the doubts that kept us in sleep, Shattering burdens we promised to keep. Sparks in the thunder, a quiet refrain, Hope hums in the ribs of the broken remains. Bridge Let the fallow fears scatter like seeds, Let the roar become rhythm, let mercy proceed. If we breathe through the storm, we’ll find what endures, A heartbeat intact, a future ensures. Chorus Turning winds, pull our weights away, Blow the ashes of heavy hearts astray. From the wreckage, a soft light begins to strive, Turning winds, only keep us alive. Outro In the cyclone’s embrace, we learn to believe, That staying alive is our stubborn reprieve. Turning winds turn us toward the sun, We rise, we heal, we carry on. There it began.

