Wind
Acoustic guitars with a gentle vocal expressing thoughts of uncertainty. Song explores an introspective man questioning his impending marriage. Quiet, and thoughtful song featuring a low volume drum loop. Farming metaphors seeds blowing melancholy wistful meditative Adult Alternative Americana
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Lyrics
Wind
Blow wind—the seeds we sow
Pale wind- we till we grow
In you flow- above the earth
Well it’s the cycle- the sanity-the breaking of my back
And it’s a mind game-will it grow blow? Blow wind
So you’ve been here, to soothe my soul
Seeds are falling. What are we doing here? To break more ground
Lord I’ve made a place to live
And break the chains of childhood memories
But I don’t have the place, and I don’t have a reason
To be a fool for you
And if I see the signs, to live with you…my companion new (you know)
And I won’t have the chance to break the ground—I won’t go
And if I think it’s you oh will you be the wife I want? (you know)
And if I try to be real or not, well I don’t know
©1998 by John C. Thomas
Wind
Blow wind—the seeds we sow
Pale wind- we till we grow
In you flow- above the earth
Well it’s the cycle- the sanity-the breaking of my back
And it’s a mind game-will it grow blow? Blow wind
So you’ve been here, to soothe my soul
Seeds are falling. What are we doing here? To break more ground
Lord I’ve made a place to live
And break the chains of childhood memories
But I don’t have the place, and I don’t have a reason
To be a fool for you
And if I see the signs, to live with you…my companion new (you know)
And I won’t have the chance to break the ground—I won’t go
And if I think it’s you oh will you be the wife I want? (you know)
And if I try to be real or not, well I don’t know
©1998 by John C. Thomas
