Wind

Cultivate your hunger before you idealize
Motivate your anger, make them all realize
Climbing the mountain, never coming down
Break into the contents, never falling down

My knee is still shaking, like I was 12
Sneaking out the classroom, by the back door
A man railed at me twice though
But I didn't care
Waiting is wasting, for people like me

Don't try, to live so wise
Don't cry, 'cause you're so right
Don't dry, with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end

You say, dreams are dreams
I am, not playing the fool anymore
You say, 'Cause I still got my soul

Take your time baby, your blood needs slowing down
Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom
Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing

You still are blind, if you see a winding road
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see