The Wind

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(Believing you was easy then)

Weakness of will and punishing pretense
Whispered to me in gentle words

(He didn’t stay for the end)

We’re all here now, safe from the storm
I can breathe and I’m not alone

(The wind out there calls still my name)

A light goes out and we start again
We won’t get it right this time, my dear

(No matter what we had to gain)

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