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
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 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 in
 To the bones and the bed of my soul."
 You said, "Damn be this wind it's still movin' on in
 To the bones and the bed of my soul."
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 Like a fox on the run from the well-informed son
 With the bearings for cannonball love
 Just like nobody said where that eagle was fed
 'Till you stood on the black cross in June
 Just like nobody said where that eagle was fed
 'Till you stood on the black cross in June
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 And nobody said that the raven was dead,
 So you hid all your tears in the grass.
 Sure, it could look like dew, but they're laughin' at you
 And they'll send in their clowns when you're lost.
 Sure, it could look like dew, but they're laughin' at you
 And they'll send in the clowns when you're lost.
 You said, "Damn be this wind it's still movin' on in
 To the bones and the bed of my soul."