Howling Wind

In the days of before
Gentle breeze blowing sweetly away
With a song in our hearts
And a stage for the play

Now, we stay where we are
In the walls with a yellow bird
As the news echoes through the waves
All the edges are torn

Howling wind, there’s a howling wind
A wild wind that’s howling through all that we’ve built
Howling wind, there’s a howling wind

Time, slow as honey
Haven’t found a way I can move through
Oh, the days are so thick and so cruel, I am losing myself

Worry, oh, the worry I wear on my face
As we struggle to keep the kids safe
A broken vase on the shelf

Howling wind, there’s a howling wind
A wild wind that’s howling through all that we’ve built
Howling wind, there’s a howling wind

And still, it is blowing
The orange Sun burning through the smoke
Vultures circling till a man choked
There is war in the street

Is this how it ends?
Could it be this is how it begins?
Voices ricochet, shouting as one
On that wild howling wind

Howling wind, there’s a howling wind
A wild wind that’s howling through all that we’ve built
Howling wind, there’s a howling wind

Howling wind, there’s a howling wind
Howling wind, there’s a howling wind

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh