A Real Gost Of Wind

I feel a chill, smoky summer

Say what you will, I’m still under all of your spells

There’s a thunder coming here soon

Let’s take cover

I feel a chill, smoky fire

Do what you will, I won’t bother

Is this for real?

There’s a thunder over that hill

Let’s take cover

How does it feel to lose all your pieces?

How does it kill with all it’s hands tied?

How will it end?

With the lakes up over our heads?

It will take a real gust of wind to destroy us

I’ll be inside looking through our things for the last time

So many memories

Let’s go outside, this is the end