In the dirty towns on the dirty streets
There’s a violent wind that blows
Across the generations men like me
Have been swept to these crossroads
Blown out of house, blown out of home
Blown down the road
On the wind that blows away my words
Blows away my reason
Blows away my soul
Taking my existence
THE WIND BLOWS AWAY MY WORDS
There’s a rushing sound that is sometimes heard
When your mind won’t let you sleep
It’s the flickering sound of a thief
Who’s come to tear up all these dreams
Stealing from the heart, stealing from the soul
Stealing from the future
On the wind that blows away my words
Blows away my reason
Blows away my soul
Taking my existence
THE WIND BLOWS AWAY MY WORDS