The Wind Has Died
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Sometimes you feel
you want to stay no more
Then you decide
to open up your door
Fog - all around
upon the ground
Down, down you step,
there's no way to be found

And the wind
used to caress me
And to tell me secret lies
And the wind
which took me higher
it has gone -
has it died? - Has it died?

Sometimes you feel
you want to be back home
See the door closed
and you go on to roam
Where your heart is -
that is home
But pain blew it nowhere,
and there it's all alone