Oh, the wind, the wind is coming Howling through the night My hand, my fist, my future Are hanging on a wire I keep my eyes on the few men That can't go under down But all I find is nothing But a simple twist of mind Oh, the wind, the wind is coming It bends around the trees Echoes in the distance Leaves under my feet And love is like a story They tell you once a year That life, is like an engine Never to be seen Tonight I'm like a virgin To the crooked Christ below You can find me in the gutter Laying next to one I know And the wind, the wind is coming The shades are caving in Blown away like ashes In the everlasting rain In the everlasting rain