The wind takes the world
And shakes it like a child
Her crying doll now look
What you've made me do
Must I clean up everything myself
I'm tired of playing house with you
Let's mix it up a bit
Let's dance and whirl till all
The stuffing flies out of us
Let's get carried away
Pretend to be the wind
Roaming the restless world
A ghost howling at the windows
O heart let it in
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