This Wind

Nobody knew what the raven would do
If he found it was rain in your hands
Like a dog set on wheels you will lope down the street
From the sound of the scratch in his claws
As the buildings who hide you knew nothing bout time
But an arrow just brushin your chin
You said, 'Damn be this wind is still movin on inTo the bones and the bed of my soul.'
You said , 'Damn be this wind its still movin on inTo the bones and the bed of my soul.'
Like a fox on the run from the well-informed son
With the bearins for cannonball love
Just like nobody said where that eagle was fed
Till you stood on the black cross in
JuneJust like nobody said where that eagle was fed
Till you stood on the black cross in
JuneAnd nobody said that the raven was dead,
So you hid all your tears in the grass.
Sure, it could look like dew, but theyre laughin at you
And theyll send in their clowns when youre lost.
Sure, it could look like dew, but theyre laughin at you
And theyll send in the clowns when youre lost.
You said, 'Damn be this wind its still movin on inTo the bones and the bed of my soul.'