Blessed Burden

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:02.09]Peace In The Valley [00:03.27] [00:11.44]Oh well, I'm tired and so weary [00:17.82]But I must go alone [00:23.82]Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes [00:35.47]Well the morning's so bright [00:41.23]And the

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:03.12]Sophie Zelmani-----Woman In Me [00:15.52] [00:19.39]for akane [00:23.30]Can you hear the rattling rain [00:30.00]Like a cradle song to iver your pain [00:38.60]Can you feel the howling wind [00:45.80]It's gonna bring your

March. 1945 unwanted from his first breath. A mother's blessing born, a father's burden worn. The bright shine of the sunrise along the tile floor to the open door. With blood on the streets she lay on the mattress. Staring aimlessly. Numb, dark and