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Supposing that I just dreamed this
What if you are a house around which I am a wind
Your walls will never reckon how my life will bend
Since the best you can do is to peer through windows unobserved
If this wind, who I am howls, carefully round this house of you
Love being far too much, the mourning corners of your heart
Will collapse
I pull against your wonderful jealousy, âcause it is dark
Hoping for light and laughter to flow from God's breath
Though I am a flawed kind of man I still see
That there is a need for hearts to open and souls to breathe
If this wind, who I am howls, lovingly round this house of you
Then maybe spring might finally
Erupt up from the ground
And if this wind that I purport to be
Moves round and throughout all of me
Then maybe my own house will be made free
If this wind, who I am now, continues round
This house of you
All that is sound and noise will abound
Through the air