The Wind Says SomethingThe wind says somethingBut then dissipates, into nothingRetched scornLet go of the pastFor in it, all that’s left to do is mournThe wind separates meAnd my body and soul are torn
The wind says somethingBut then dissipates, into nothingRetched scornLet go of the pastFor in it, all that’s left to do is mournThe wind separates meAnd my body and soul are torn