| Blows On Through We need to be careful with the words that we say 'cause wheels are set in motion as two interplay with demands borne out of the questions we ask you get shot into a future betrayed by the past Chorus; Now your wind just blows on through Now your wind blows through my soul So, to all it seemed we just ran away abandoned the ship as we hoisted the sail but we felt the cold as we fought the waves the demands of our questions no longer enslaved Now I've no defence I'm stripped to the bone devoid of pretence and to continue this fight I just don't have the strength Then out from the pages no longer read came all the words that never were said and I know that even the wisest would run from this challenge to become separate yet one |