Oh, the wind, the wind is coming
Howling through the night
My hand, my fist, my future
Are hanging on a wire
I keep my eyes on the few men
That can't go under down
But all I find is nothing
But a simple twist of mind
Oh, the wind, the wind is coming
It bends around the trees
Echoes in the distance
Leaves under my feet
And love is like a story
They tell you once a year
That life, is like an engine
Never to be seen
Tonight I'm like a virgin
To the crooked Christ below
You can find me in the gutter
Laying next to one I know
And the wind, the wind is coming
The shades are caving in
Blown away like ashes
In the everlasting rain
In the everlasting rain
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