Voices on the Wind

A song I absolutely love! And that I sing every time I head down to the Bay behind Mom's at night to look, listen, enjoy, & remember. Like I just did a few minutes ago.

One of those songs that nailed me with a few of its lines the first time I heard it, and has not released me from itself yet.

When I first heard it, people & places came to mind instantly. Mostly, the people and the places are down here around Ft. Walton Beach from where I'm writing this.

I was just down sitting on the pier behind Mom & Leo's place listening to the wind. Watching the moon. Hearing the waves. Listening to the voices. Singing. Remembering. And being thankful.
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"Voices on the Wind"
Written by Craig Fuller, Paul Barrere, Bill Payne, Fred Tackett
Performed by Little Feat

Standing by the ocean watch it tear away the shore
Glide out upon the desert, the horizon is the door
And though your voice is shouting above the wind it can't be heard
Drop all sense of reason, it's there you'll find your worth
And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone
There's a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water
At the point of land's end where the ocean begins
Look to the memory of the ones gone before
The light and meaning of the voices on the wind

Searching for safe passage as you knock on every door
You still can hear the howling of the mongrel dogs of war
You call out for some comfort seeking shelter from the night
A raging rain's upon you feeling tired of the fight
And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone
There's a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water
At the point of lands end where the ocean begins
Look to the memory of the ones gone before
The light and meaning of the voices on the wind

Their words carry over water, and fall back down to earth
What follows is the silence as you contemplate their worth
A vision comes before you, but the meaning's still unclear
Standing at the threshold as you watch it disappear
And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone
There's a light to guide you home

If you stand with your face to the wind off the water
At the point of lands end where the ocean begins
Look to the memory of the ones gone before
The light and meaning of the voices on the wind