The Wind Comes
Why don't I feel familiar
How do I get where you had told me I should be
When does this come together
Maybe it'll never be what I had seen
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
Find out where both your feet land
If you want to see them shoes stolen off your feet
Make your way be your own man
Keep your head if you can
Stay ahead of those you meet
Outside in the burning sun
Tell me is the battle won or not
Where'd the water go
I guess the current don't like to be fought
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
Where'd the water go
I guess the current don't like to be fought
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
How do I get where you had told me I should be
When does this come together
Maybe it'll never be what I had seen
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
Find out where both your feet land
If you want to see them shoes stolen off your feet
Make your way be your own man
Keep your head if you can
Stay ahead of those you meet
Outside in the burning sun
Tell me is the battle won or not
Where'd the water go
I guess the current don't like to be fought
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
Where'd the water go
I guess the current don't like to be fought
Gone are the good days
When my mind was made up
My mind was made up
The wind comes for all of us one day
And takes the things we call home
Hold on to memories
'Cause the lingering clouds won't let the sun through
The wind came for me that one day
And took the things I call home
Credits
Writer(s): Kasey Scott
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