The Wind
things change on those days when the wind switches direction
it feels so good
on those days you long to feel the cool breeze on your face the wind has long gone
the wind likes to show up on those cold ass misty days when the last thing you want is to have it blowing in your damn face
then it's gusts get so strong damn near knocks you over.
an angry fist that generates blow after blow after..
why do you do that?
why doesn't it ever give us what we need when we need it?
because it enjoys to watch us suffer?
hug me. surround me with your warmth.
whisper in my ear a ballad of endearing comfort
take me away to the euphoria only you can bring
don't disappear when i need you most
stop disappearing when i need you most.
it feels so good
on those days you long to feel the cool breeze on your face the wind has long gone
the wind likes to show up on those cold ass misty days when the last thing you want is to have it blowing in your damn face
then it's gusts get so strong damn near knocks you over.
an angry fist that generates blow after blow after..
why do you do that?
why doesn't it ever give us what we need when we need it?
because it enjoys to watch us suffer?
hug me. surround me with your warmth.
whisper in my ear a ballad of endearing comfort
take me away to the euphoria only you can bring
don't disappear when i need you most
stop disappearing when i need you most.
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