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Cold Wind

I hear it coming And it freezes to the bone. Even when it is running It is completely alone. This cold wind howls with pain This shrieking gust heard over all. Whose love will it claim? Who will it make to fall? Crying out cold and alone This cold wind wants to go home. I hear it coming And it freezes to the bone. Even when it is running It is completely alone. The wind cries out for fear It has seen its lonely end. This poor wind is silent but only to hear Possible other winds to appear. Patiently streaming out its own sepulchral sound Searching for others whom are homeward bound. This wind, this wind I've known and loved him. I've finally let go And I have moved on. This wind, this wind I'm now above him. I've finally let go And the pain is now gone. I hear him coming And he freezes to the bone. Even when he is running He is completely alone. I hear you coming And you freeze me to the bone. Even when you are running You are completely alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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