Let It Blow Over

A crow banks bobs and weaves a streak of black across the sleet-gray sleek March clouds
Let it blow over
Let it blow over
The flurry falling snowflake horde obscures the world it dancingly surrounds
Let it blow over
Let it blow over

The winter's almost though and through the course of frost we've left our cares behind
Let it blow over
Let it blow over
The warm sunrises and sunsets thaw out the cold regrets left in our minds
Let it blow over
Let it blow over

I hurt the ones I never meant to hurt which hurts me more than I can tell
Let it blow over
Let it blow over
It takes the life of grace to make a heaven of the here-resulting hell
Let it blow over
Let it blow over

The crow returns banks bobs and weaves and his wings absorb the breeze's coil and strain
Let it blow over
Let it blow over
I think of what he means by letting fall and rise return yet and again
Let it blow over
Let it blow over, Lord, Amen



Credits
Writer(s): David Counts
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