Cold and Conniving
Swift and shifting
May I ask why you ride?
Are you riding for the feeling?
Do you blow around with the breeze?
Pollinating the flowers, fuckin’ up the bird feathers
What brings you here?
And your fragments, they blow around everywhere leaving a papertrail of sin
Always rustling up your lovers, messing up all the flowers
And where have you been?
Before the day ended, before the dawn?
In the night we wonder if you’ll ever settle down
Do you calm down to a gentle breeze?
And when the winter comes do you bring the storms?
Freezing all the rivers, giving the people you meet the shivers
Then when spring hits you leave before the leaves grow
And the snow melts
Then you roll out before summer to ride the wind down south
And then your back again just for the flowers to wither
To watch it all die and darken early with the sky