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Any Way the Wind Blows
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eva Noblezada
Eva Noblezada
Vocals
Jewelle Blackman
Jewelle Blackman
Vocals
Yvette Gonzalez-Nacer
Yvette Gonzalez-Nacer
Vocals
Kay Trinidad
Kay Trinidad
Vocals
Liam Robinson
Liam Robinson
Accordion
Robinson Morse
Robinson Morse
Bass
Marika Hughes
Marika Hughes
Cello
Michael Chorney
Michael Chorney
Guitar
Dana Lyn
Dana Lyn
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anaïs Mitchell
Anaïs Mitchell
Composer
Liam Robinson
Liam Robinson
Vocal Arranger
Michael Chorney
Michael Chorney
Orchestrator
Todd Sickafoose
Todd Sickafoose
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anaïs Mitchell
Anaïs Mitchell
Producer
Brandon Chevere
Brandon Chevere
Assistant Engineer
Matt Soares
Matt Soares
Assistant Engineer
Neal Shaw
Neal Shaw
Assistant Engineer
David Lai
David Lai
Producer
Mara Isaacs
Mara Isaacs
Co-Producer
Alan Douches
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Todd Sickafoose
Todd Sickafoose
Producer
Isaiah Abolin
Isaiah Abolin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Eurydice was a hungry young girl A runaway from everywhere she'd ever been She was no stranger to the world No stranger to the wind Weather ain't the way it was before Ain't no spring or fall at all anymore It's either blazing hot or freezing cold Any way the wind blows And there ain't a thing that you can do When the weather takes a turn on you 'Cept for hurry up and hit the road Any way the wind blows (Wind comes up, ooh) Do you hear that sound (Wind comes up, move) to another town Ain't nobody gonna stick around When the dark clouds roll Any way the wind blows You met the Fates Remember them (anybody got a match?) Always singing in the back of your mind (gimme that) Wherever it was, this young girl went The fates were close behind People turn on you just like the wind Everybody is a fair-weather friend In the end you're better off alone Any way the wind blows When your body aches to lay it down When you're hungry and there ain't enough to go 'round Ain't no length to which a girl won't go Any way the wind blows (Wind comes up ooh) and sometimes you think (Wind comes up, you) would do anything Just to fill your belly full of food Find a bed that you could fall into Where the weather wouldn't follow you Wherever you go Any way the wind blows Now Orpheus was the son of a muse And you know how those muses are Sometimes they abandon you And this poor boy He wore his heart out on his sleeve You might say he was naive to the ways of the world But he had a way with words And the rhythm and the rhyme And he sang just like a bird up on a line And it ain't because I'm kind But his mama was a friend of mine And I liked to hear him sing And his way of seeing things So I took him underneath my wing And that is where he stayed Until one day
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