We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

And which way the wind blows When this day is done Tomorrow is a new day for everyone, Brand new moon, brand new sun So follow, follow the sun, Follow, follow the sun Breathe, breathe in the air Set your intentions Dream with care

It’s bittersweet The wind whistling across my bottle still can’t blow away the sorrow That tomorrow you won’t be here with me I won’t forget the way you love me, the amazing way you love me It’s bittersweet, you see You’re not here but I can feel you

Because we own the sky Secrets from the winds Burnt stars crying It's coming, it's coming now! What's coming? What's coming now? Each shade of blue Is kept in our eyes Keep blowing and lighting Soft, soft or cruel

There's a Northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change And a Northern wind's really makin' me feel kinda strange And when that bird sings from over that silver wall I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go There is a wind, my Billy, and

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I

Leaves are falling, the wind is blowing so cold The end, cycle, peel to the core Fall to the ground All dies again Vision faces disintegrator It all came back to me Non could be lower, crawling under The weight I can't take I eat all, wild and virgin The

Autumn, my love's gone with another..... I can't demand anything of myself now..... Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer..... So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn. Buildings look tall and gray..... Birds flying, haven't much to

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

My grandma was a wise old soul Took me by the hand not long ago Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees Rivers flowin' to the sea Yeah they're all headin' home