Wind

this song means everything, in a way. sometimes I'm able to hold on to what it says. to the beautiful piano and the drums, and the thought of dreaming and dreaming and then dreaming some more. at other times it just... hurts. but it will stay with me. always. and even though the title is wind as in("winding road"), it will always be wind(as in "the wind feels nice") to me.

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cultivate your hunger before you idealize
motivate your anger to make them all realize
climbing the mountain, never coming down
break into the contents, never falling down

my knee is still shaking, like when I was twelve
sneaking out of the classroom by the back door
a man railed at me twice, though, but I didn't care
waiting is wasting for people like me

don't try to live so wise
don't cry, cause you're so right
don't dry with fakes or fears
cause you will hate yourself in the end

you say, "dreams, sir, dream
I ain't gonna play the fool anymore"
you say, "cause I still got my soul"

take your time, baby
your blood needs slowing down
breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom
reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing
shadows of nothing

you still are blind if you see a winding road
cause there's always a straight way to the point you see

don't try to live so wise
don't cry, cause you're so right
don't dry with fakes or fears
cause you will hate yourself in the end