The Lonely Wind

The Lonely Wind

By Paul McCann

Oh its a such a lonely wind that makes a hollow sound

From north to the south it comes and goes .

All night and day  I suppose ,

From the far east to the wild west

It howls and it whistles as it blows .

The spirit of the wind is alive in me .

 It never dies,  the breath of life is free  .

Its in my soul eternally

The lonely wind and me .

It’s in your face ,

It’s at the door ,

Its on the mountain and it’s on the shore .

Its in the rain and it’s in  the snow.

Oh its such a lonely wind that never ever has a rest

Like the frequent guest that never wants to go .

The spirit of the wind is alive in me .

 It never dies,  the breath of life is free  .

It’s in my soul eternally .

The lonely wind and me .

I can’t hear it above .

It’s in the sky where the eagles fly .

and its on the ground making a lonely sound’

it gushes through the street

and it rushes at your feet

No one knows how long It’s been around .

The spirit of the wind is alive in me .

 It never dies, the breath of life is free  .

Its in my soul eternally

The lonely wind and me .

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