If you should see me stop and scan the hot sky, don't let me; give me an alibi
If you should see me stoop to smell the rose, don't let me; show me the thorns it grows

I can hear nothing but the howling
Nothing but wind
It's covering the tracks where I have been
I will say nothing but a whisper
Lash me to the mast
It is nothing but the ghost of innocence past

If you should hear me beckon long lost years, don't let me; burn me with the salt of my tears
If you should hear me wish upon a star, don't let me; show me the way things are

I can hear nothing but the howling
Nothing but wind
It's covering the tracks where I have been
I will say nothing but a whisper
Paralysed of voice
It is nothing but the ghost of paradise lost

Yeah, hey

If you should feel me move toward the light, you'd shoot me down like a dead satellite
If you should feel me shake on feet of clay, you'd have me baptised in shades of grey

I can hear nothing but the howling
Nothing but wind
It's covering the tracks where I have been
I will say nothing but a whisper
Lash me to the mast
It is nothing but the ghost of innocence past
Oh, nothing but the howling
Nothing but wind
It's covering the tracks where I have been
I will say nothing but a whisper
Paralysed of voice
It is nothing but the ghost of paradise lost

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