[00:10.39]The wind pulls me around
[00:14.51]And everything it touches turns weak
[00:18.61]An antique or an eyelash stuck in your cheek
[00:25.42]The paper thin skin of a crowd chasing you
[00:30.86]Down a lost and dead end trail
[00:35.54]With a guilt no alibi can curtail
[00:40.54]
[00:47.36]The world is held together by the wind
[01:00.47]That blows through Gena Rowland's hair
[01:08.97]
[01:16.04]Land ahoy I fill my weak lungs with this joy
[01:22.73]Dizzy on the deck hopin that I'd last until we land
[01:29.48]With an envelope burning a hole in my hand
[01:33.98]Bearing the names of the winners who walked away
[01:40.23]From the games that the slaves love to play
[01:44.66]To replace the air and the sea leaving you no way to fly to me
[01:58.23]The world is held together by the wind
[02:09.16]That blows through Gena Rowland's hair
[02:26.98]
[02:36.35]Through the window the warm summer air does a two step
[02:43.54]I wish I could think of some way I could keep it
[02:48.60]And clear away the mission street in my head
[02:53.92]That keeps this watery weariness in our bed and
[02:59.42]Sets up more windmills that all waste my time missing
[03:03.98]When it should just be your lips that I'm kissing
[03:11.79]
[03:13.04]Don't tell me that you don't wanna hear
[03:21.53]The clock ticking on the shelf by our bed oh it's so near
[03:32.22]Let the light turn green and leave us just like fear
[03:42.47]
[03:43.01]There's a light turnin green leavin' us without a prayer
[03:54.45]The world is held together by the wind
[04:05.89]That blows through Gena Rowland's hair
[04:15.95]The world is held together by the wind
[04:26.52]That blows through Gena Rowland's hair