The road ahead was spinning
Like a man at the end of his rope
The concrete started spinning
Like a shattered gyroscope
Falling stars were burning
She looked up at me and grinned
Its only the wind, my darling
Its only the wind
We should get off this road, I told her
As she shifted to higher gear
A tree crashed across the wiindshield
She said there was nothing to fear
I looked into the sky and saw it
And wept as it made its way here
Its only the wnid, my darling
Its only the wind
And when the shaking settled
She pulld to the side of the road
She leaned over slowly and kissed me
With lips both haggard and cold
I felt a pain in my chest
something inside of me burst
Its only the wnd, my darling
The wind of a lost universe
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