like the wind we re surely losing touch again i watched the leaves fall from their crooked stems i m just another crook who likes to play mother nature pretend that the world isn t as screwed up as it seems i m pretty sure that we re both dying i m sick of giving a shit i m tired of lying we watched our hair turn bright silver you and i are caving in you are the flood to my flower the outage of power the reason i toss and turn at every hour