The Way the Wind Blows
(Words and Music by Doug Hoekstra)
Theres a word for it, the way the wind blows
And theres a place for it, where all the time goes
And I dont now, I cant remember bout either one
Lord, let me know, when youve had your fun
I was born this way, I did not become
The kind of man who had to hide his love
I never wanted to be no sacrificial lamb
All I wanted to be was just who I am
Talkin about the way the wind blows
Hurricane quick, or sweet and slow. Let it go
The way the wind blows
On quiet nights, I can lay awake
And listen to the train put on its brakes
The little boy I can see so well
Was gone for good, when the hammer fell
Talkin about the way the wind blows
Hurricane quick, or sweet and slow. Let it go
The way the wind blows
Now, Ill trust in you to speak for me
When my throat gets dry and I lose my dreams
Ive never been one to scream and shout
When my flame gets low, please blow it out
Talkin about the way the wind blows
Hurricane quick, or sweet and slow. Let it go
The way the wind blows
Allison Chesley cello
Doug Hoekstra acoustic guitar, vocals
Jeff Kowalkowski cello score
Brad Wood bass, drum
Engineered by Brad Wood and Casey Rice, Idful Studios, Chicago IL
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