There was a time when I spoke to the wind.
It still tries to talk at me now
That long ago time when I could be everywhere
Except on solid ground.
Oh my friend we had some fun, we did
But I simply cannot be a ghost
To be like you I ran and hid
But my heart came with me and won, hence now-
Where I am the rock and your still the wind
Blow free my friend, long after I fade out.
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