CRYSTAL B. SMITH (April 11 1980 / Frederick, MD)
The wolves start howling in the wind
Another version without sin
They howl for sorrow and for a better tommorrow
Groups gather around to hear the sound
Someone may not hear it today but someday in a better place or time the howling will be spoken 'Do good for the future to save us.'
Howling won't work if you don't listen
Stand up front open your mind and let in and all will be fine.
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