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Dollars in the Wind

from A lot like the Wind by Dom Marcoaldi

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lyrics

Grace spun from her movement cast gentle breeze
That made the curtains waltz
Alone she went and looked out of her window
A dollar in the wind was all she saw

How many people ponder every footstep
Or diamonds of their sleep mined from within
While a poet named necessity keeps calling
And defines to them the dollars in the wind

Worn out among the traffic lights
With legs as stiff as tin
Somewhere on my feeble breath sails dollars in the wind

They said her head became a bag of lilies
The more she loved the more she suffered here
I walked under the Spanish moss and moonlight
It’s not our fault she had the gift of tears

Bones get so tired in their hammocks
Of muscles, veins, of ligaments and skin
As you walked your cradle filled with dust
That blows away like dollars in the wind

I’m breathing for that perfect sigh
That won’t end or begin
Almond eye staring at dollars in the wind

Alone I went and looked out of my window
The curtains swayed, the leaves fell in cursive
The only instrument that’s not manmade is the human voice
So sing and whisper, sigh and cry and live

It’s winter now
Our lady walks her tears across the bridge
And as they fall our feeble breath is nothing but the wind

credits

from A lot like the Wind, released May 28, 2022
Dom Marcoaldi - vocals, guitar
Chance Cook - organ
Charlee Cook - piano
Ryan Elwell - drums
Justin Hamilton - bass
Jake Smith - guitar

Photo taken by Justin Hamilton
Recorded by Pete Mulcahy
@petermulcahyjr
Mixed by Brandon Henderson
@satellite.ears.audio
Mastered by Stephen Pettyjohn
@etherealmastering

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Dom Marcoaldi Nashville, Tennessee

Ohioanboy baptized with hospital and Florida swamp bloomed from
booze and
Frank Sinatra ditched beach for attic bedroom in oldguitar town

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