[Instrumental]

Am I still speaking?

Yeah, I’m long in the wind

I’ll go on and on and on again

If my chest don’t cave in

When did I last breathe in?

Am I empty again?

Oh, that wind that I’ve been spending

Is a long one, my friend

Be the sun as my witness

Better prophets could pen

A thousand words for every chord

I could ever begin

May their carbon given

Be an echoing hymn

That goes on and on and on again

So long as I live

(Ah)

(Ah)

Round, around, a round again

Will you start where I end?

Am I still speaking?

Yeah I’m long in the wind

I’ll go on and on and on again

If my chest don’t cave in