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innocence dies in a single night
and i cry in the pouring rain
drag myself up all those stairs
i gotta be a man again

such lonely night
there's a man in the sky looking down on me
it's a bittersweet
discomforting emotion

you are heard
i hear your last words

son of mine
it's just a matter of time
the wheel turns around again and
the cold air's kind yeah
men are first to see the signs but
it's just a matter of time
for men are small and dying embers
the smoke is small
the smoke is fine

working on air, aint ashamed to bear
its weight that works on me
we can wait here and weekend there
but can we wait another week?

would you go to bed
where's it going to be when the winters end?
it's a bittersweet
discomforting emotion

i don't know
which way the wind blows

you are heard
i hear you speak

and don't you mind, air turns to wind to water
the cold air's kind yeah
no don't you mind
win or lose the wind's forever

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