When I listen to the wind howl I know there’s a place for me here, now.
The sound fills the darkest spaces in my mind, and my loneliness doesn’t seem so strange.
I belong here,
I belong here.
The sound of her solitude brings me solace. We’re all alone here,forsaken.
I’m not the only one; even she cries.
Her sorrow floods around me, I can hear it in the trees.
Her sorrow floods around me, I’m wading knee deep.
Her sorrow has become me
When I listen to the wind howl….