Ride The Wind
By doughunt
I awaken to find that nothing much has changed The winter still brings the cold, can't warm myself at the fire Seasons have carried away the years and still the story's left unsaid The scene so quickly fades as I reach out to touch All things once so bright and new go with the darkness to grow old Sometimes I feel left behind, yet there's still one place left to go I've got to ride one more wind I've got to beat one more storm I've got to chase one more star I've got the promise spoken in a dream So I write one more song, sing it into the wind Pour one more glass of wine until I find a place to hide It tastes bitter and it's sweet, you can shout it 'til you bleed Written May 7th, 1984 © on Aug 28 2001 03:19 AM PST 0 • 10
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"I awaken to find that nothing much has changed..."