Tác giả : Toad The Wet Sprocket
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Wouldn't know any more than home 
And couldn't see much further 
And light won't help 
A wound untended grows 
And never heals 
Standing face to east 
Waiting for an answer 
But the only sound is desert wind 
And when the wind was cold 
Bundled up and packed away we shiver still 
Finding more than one wind blows 
I couldn't sleep 
Something kept me still and wide awake 
And gnawing at my breast 
Something i don't know 
I couldn't shake it 
Laying face to wall 
Plaster tells me nothing 
But i sense a movement somewhere else 
And 'though it's far away 
Bundled up in safety here i shiver still 
Finding more than one wind blows 
He walked alone 
Facing wind and snow 
Moving slowly 
He staggers, moves again 
Somehow stronger now 
The wind won't touch him 
 
Chorus