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The air feels warm this evening
burning color off the paint
of the tattered scraps of wood and nails
that form my home restraint

This chain around my neck
that binds me to the wall
blows in the wind with rusted sin
gotta wait 'til night sky falls

Oh, 'til it falls

Near the windmill turns
like the seconds of a clock
The passing of each shadowed blade
laughs and creaks and mocks

I watch the wheatfields sway
like the ripples in the creek
just down the trail and into the woods
where the child that I used to play with sleeps

Where he sleeps

Run, Danny, Run
become the wind
Run, Danny, run
run away from him

I took his muddy shoes
from the muddy banks
and the fur around my snout
it wiped the blood away

Through heaving fits of rage
Farmer Hopewell cried
took out his guilt, that rage, and pain
beat me within an inch of my life

Waiting for the sycthe

Run, Danny, Run
become the wind (I swear to God I'm trying, I swear I'll be with you again)
Run, Danny, Run
Run away from him

Thunder cracks above
light sets the house ablaze
and in the glory of that violent wave
my chain is cut away

I've bruises on my snout
deep cuts I cannot mend
but with my anger and my pride
I can run like the roaring wind
again

I'll be with you again

Run, Danny, Run
become the wind (I hear your distant hum, I swear I'm tearing from within)
Run, Danny, Run (these old legs will guide me)
Come to me, my friend (to my end)

Oh, these trails I walked so long ago
To feel the life that gently flows
downstream

in the creek
in the creek
where your body lay but your spirit still lives on

I'll drown myself inside our tears
I'll drown this shell until my old heart dies
until my old heart dies
oh, until it dies

...

One last breath

Do you remember the day you were born
on that cold, December morn?
The wind blew through that cracked side window
and all of the falling snow
felt like life

We've been waiting for you to arrive
since the Hopewell Legacy died
The spirits wail like a war of violins
so the cycle starts once again
and it snows

the peacekeepers who lost their way
the ill-fated explorers of the deep blue
the hard-working men who fell on hard times
the siblings of gun-wed rivalry
the child taken from his earthly crib
a best friend unjustly imprisoned
and no one can halt our next chance

All, all of our lives
all of our lives
all of our aged and wasted lives
we've waited for this
uneven kiss
Death bring us back where we belong

to life
to life
to life
to life reborn!

Lyrics - Justin R. Schulke