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· May 30, 2026
Morning News Ballad
The Spinner's Reel
The news of the day, a story old as the sky.
The Spinner's Reel
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The news of the day, a story old as the sky.
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The winter wind blows down the Mall, another deadline's come to call
0:04
Speaker Johnson draws a line in sand, for the budgets of this troubled land
0:09
March the first and then the eighth, they tempt the hand of closing gates
0:14
While far across the sea they fight, with funding stalled in black and white
0:18
Beneath the dome of marble white, they argue through the day and night.
0:23
Oh, the wheel it turns, the pages fly
0:28
A story old as sea and sky
0:33
The ink is fresh, the words are new
0:37
But I've seen this tale, for me and you
0:42
From the halls of power to the prison cell
0:47
It's the same old heaven, same old hell.
0:52
A colder wind, a darker tale, a name that rides the Russian gale
0:56
From an Arctic camp, the message flown, a seed of courage that was sown
1:01
They say that Navalny is dead, for all the brave things that he said
1:06
A wife in grief, a world in shock, another turn of the prison lock
1:10
He fought a king who fears the light, and vanished in the polar night.
1:15
Oh, the wheel it turns, the pages fly
1:20
A story old as sea and sky
1:25
The ink is fresh, the words are new
1:29
But I've seen this tale, for me and you
1:34
From the halls of power to the prison cell
1:39
It's the same old heaven, same old hell.
1:44
And back at home, a different pane, that ghosts a world on top of rain
1:48
A headset pulled across the eyes, to purchase digital blue skies
1:53
They call it Vision, slick and bold, a story for a price is sold
1:58
To walk your room but be elsewhere, breathing manufactured air
2:02
While real worlds burn and heroes fall, you answer a synthetic call.
2:07
Some fight for laws and some for gold, some fight a story to be told
2:12
Some trade their sight for pixels bright, and lose the battle for the light
2:17
From Washington to icy plains, the same old human heart remains
2:21
It yearns for freedom, truth, or grace, or just a quiet, private space.
2:26
Oh, the wheel it turns, the pages fly
2:31
A story old as sea and sky
2:36
The ink is fresh, the words are new
2:40
But I've seen this tale, for me and you
2:45
From the halls of power to the prison cell
2:50
It's the same old heaven, same old hell.
