Discussion in 'Recordings [BG]' started by deepbob, Feb 7, 2004.

  1. deepbob


    Oct 3, 2001
    left field
    >> wind (mp3)


    The air is warm
    In the eye of the morning storm
    The dogs are barking
    At the things that will never come

    Could change be forgotten
    As the time settles in
    What have we lost
    While the clouds will begin
    We look over the sea
    And up at the mountain…

    We try to remember
    The things we forgot
    For what they were
    And what they’re not

    Just what it is
    That we’re running from
    Why the clouds
    Will have to come

    The sun is gone
    The dove is South
    The wind is in your hair
    While the fear is out

    The fear leads to anger
    And lashes out
    And we have forgotten
    What life is about

    We look over the sea
    At the face of the mountain
    Of hypocrisy
    A splash in youth’s fountain
    While the fire flickers out…

    Come with me
    Grab some fallen branches
    Underneath the tree
    Of life’s subtle glances

    The refrain of peace
    Is easily lost
    As the fear of what will be
    Is not the true cost…