Wind- Handwritten Lyric Sheet

V1.

We found ourselves together

In an old house in a small town called High Hope

We didn't mind the quaking

Through me a tremble rose that I thought might tear but I hope

V2.

We gathered in the same room

But as the house shook and the ghosts looked in we moved

Through the ceiling I screamed at you

I said, "These bonds are wearing thin. Can you get us through?"

CH.

In a town called High Hope

We do our best to sing a weary song

We fill our lungs to blow these walls out

But it takes, it takes wind to knock this house down

V3.

It came whistling round the corner

And from our separate rooms we felt it coming through

The cracks in the windows

Stirring up the dust, yeah the wind blew

Br.

From dust we came, to dust we'll go

From dust we came, to dust we'll go but we ain't gone