Текст песни Clouds Collide - The Way the Wind Blew

Blessed are the forgetful
And cursed are the ones who dream about loss
Who are reset by the scent of the breeze
Blessed are the forgetful
And cursed are the ones who hear a song.
Who see a picture
Who think of a day when all should be
But all is not

Alone in a hallway
A flowing breeze through tree tops
An ocean's horizon
Chasing you into the waves
Rain sounds on the window
I shelter you from storms
The other side of the bed
Empty, cold sheets
Empty city streets

A winding road that disappears into a mountainous landscape
Snow fall
An open field

I can't stop loving what is gone
And I can't stop loathing what is here
Until the wind stops blowing
My heart re-falls in love
To break again and again
Forever