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Let the wind blow and let’s see how far it will go. Let the wind blow and join me for the next half of the show. Let the wind blow and let it take you where you want to go. I just can’t get over this feeling, my heart is reeling, My gut is stiff, my stomach is growling, and my spirit is moaning. My soul wants to sing but you are suffocating my rhythm, I want to dance on the floor, but I am clogged up into this tiny space, I cannot breathe fresh air and water is dripping from my face. The wind is blowing in my back, and I am not happy about that, the wind is blowing in my back, and someone is stranded at the bus stop; she has been standing there for more than an hour pacing to and from as the mad wind ripped through the trees, but the bus just in time to save her from the fallen power line, I stood by the window and watch it unfold and the crowd in the street began to swell, and the traffic jam begins to grow, and everything came to a standstill; nothing was moving and all you could hear was the engine rolling and the horns honking. Let the wind blow and purge your soul, let the wind blow until you are made whole. Wisdom is sitting underneath the tree and the weary travelers are waiting for thee; they are thirsty and dry, and they need a place to lodge for the night, give than something to eat and water to wash their tired feet. The wind is blowing, and passion is burning; I am trying to find a place where I can sing my own song, but everywhere I go they start a new show. The crowd is everywhere, and they are climbing over the Iron Gate, The message is clear, that I cannot survive any longer here, you have got to change the tune and meet me tomorrow at noon, the dialogue is baking in the sun and the enemy is on the run, he is going on a long trip, and you have to catch him before courage falls from the cliff. Let the wind blow and show you where to go; let the wind blow and lift you up; there is another layer beneath the ground, and it will take you where destiny is bound. Let the wind blow and solitude will rip straight through the ground, and you will find him right in the middle of the town. Let the wind blow.

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Let the Wind Blow

Let the wind blow and let’s see how far it will go. Let the wind blow and join me for the next half of the show. Let the wind blow and let it take you where you want to go. I just can’t get over this feeling, my heart is reeling, My gut is stiff, my stomach is growling, and my spirit is moaning. My soul wants to sing but you are suffocating my rhythm, I want to dance on the floor, but I am clogged up into this tiny space, I cannot breathe fresh air and water is dripping from my face. The wind is blowing in my back, and I am not happy about that, the wind is blowing in my back, and someone is stranded at the bus stop; she has been standing there for more than an hour pacing to and from as the mad wind ripped through the trees, but the bus just in time to save her from the fallen power line, I stood by the window and watch it unfold and the crowd in the street began to swell, and the traffic jam begins to grow, and everything came to a standstill; nothing was moving and all you could hear was the engine rolling and the horns honking. Let the wind blow and purge your soul, let the wind blow until you are made whole. Wisdom is sitting underneath the tree and the weary travelers are waiting for thee; they are thirsty and dry, and they need a place to lodge for the night, give than something to eat and water to wash their tired feet. The wind is blowing, and passion is burning; I am trying to find a place where I can sing my own song, but everywhere I go they start a new show. The crowd is everywhere, and they are climbing over the Iron Gate, The message is clear, that I cannot survive any longer here, you have got to change the tune and meet me tomorrow at noon, the dialogue is baking in the sun and the enemy is on the run, he is going on a long trip, and you have to catch him before courage falls from the cliff. Let the wind blow and show you where to go; let the wind blow and lift you up; there is another layer beneath the ground, and it will take you where destiny is bound. Let the wind blow and solitude will rip straight through the ground, and you will find him right in the middle of the town. Let the wind blow.