Wind and the Wheels
When the wheels stop turning I will go back home.
When my mind stops wandering I will build my own.
I wrote some words for you to read if I'm not back.
Don't give me up, cause I'm not ready to quit.
I'm the weather at your window, I'm the cold decay.
I'm a ghost; I'm your reoccurring dream.
I'm the man who walks out.
I'm the masquerade, humming the melody of my better days.