Winds
I was already dying
There was nothing to see
When the winds came up
When the winds came up
I did what I was told to do:
Stare forward and run
When the winds came up
When the winds came up
And the glory of the nightmare
Written inside of an aurora borealis
Unwound from the casing of love
That came from your eyes
Like a century flood
When the winds came up
Broadcasted my station
No message returned
When the winds let up
When the winds let up
If you want, I could hold to you
If you ain't already passed on
When the winds let up
When the winds let up
And the glory of the nightmare
Written inside of the day I buried Alice
Into the colored jetstream glove
At the end of flight
Under engine song
Oh the boredom!
When the winds let up
In truth, I am scared to do
That which might change my heart
If the winds let up
If the winds let up
Always already dying
Never nothing to see