Wind
Nothing but the wind
Window rolled down on the interstate
My eyes are closed
Hands folded
In the back of a car
I can barely hear the music
Over the rushing wind
Wind
Nothing but wind
Take tomorrow’s worries
Take yesterday’s cares
Take the stress
Drown it out with the wind in my ears
My fears let them fly out the window
As I widow myself from an idol
Let the wind bridle my restless spirit
Let me be transparent
Pierced by the wind
Let it close my eyes to the doubt
Let it scold my mind not to pout
That I cannot control the future
Nor the past
Only on my present Wind
My cares are cast