The Microphones - I Want Wind to Blow

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The Thunderclouds
Broke up
And the rain dried up, the lightning let up
The clacking shutters just shut up
There’s no black or white, no change in the light
No night, no golden sun
The sound of cars, the smell of bars
The awful feeling of electric heat
Under fluorescent lights, there’s sacrifice
There’s hard feelings, there’s pointless waste
I want wind to blow
My clothes off me, sweep me off my feet
Take me up, don’t bring me back
Oh, where I can see days pass by me
I have no head to hold in grief
But there’s no hope for me, I’ve been set free
There’s no breeze, there’s no ship on my sea