Michael On Fire: Music
The Wind Still Blows
High five stay alive wear yourself down
Standing at the alter in a wedding gown
Best friend’s hanging from the branch of a tree
I’m glad it aint’ you and I’m glad it aint’ me
Smoke from land from far away
I burned my nostrils yesterday
Blood from comrades long since dead
Seem to fill my aching head
That’s the way it goes
And the wind still blows
That's the way it goes
And the wind still blows
Join the circus - the rodeo
Get famous - make some dough
Place is too small running out of room
Here come the baby there goes the boom
Good time Charlie – happy Jack
All she really wants is her lover back
Feeds him meat – teach him to growl
Moon gets full you can hear em howl
That’s the way it goes
And the wind still blows
That's the way it goes
And the wind still blows
Crossing T’s dotting I’s
When the spirit speaks you don’t ask why
He lost his fast ball – he’s hanging up his guns
Just went blind from looking at the sun
Some men follow some men lead
All men die and some men bleed
I like how you talk and you use the word we
But the plain cold truth is hard to see
That’s the way it goes
And the wind still blows
That’s the way it goes
And the wind still blows