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Andrew Bryant - Wind Lyrics

I wade out across the creek
Through the pines I follow the trail I see
Tearing up old magazines
I start a fire and watch the flames flicker in green

I am the wind
I am the storm
I am the clouds that take their time to slowly form
I am the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
I am the song inside the song inside the heart

As I look back across the banks
I see the shape of the skin of the snake
And I remember the sound you make
When you run your fingers slow across your nervous face

You are the wind
You are the storm
You are the clouds that take their time to slowly form
You are the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
You are the song inside the song inside the heart

What is this nature that I must solve?
What’s the question, I’m so sorry I forgot?

We are the wind
We are the storm
We are the clouds that take their time to slowly form
We are the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
We are the song inside the song inside the heart
We are the song inside the song inside the heart