This songnIs one I never thought that I'd playnBut if you want me gonenThere are kinder ways to saynSo long than spitting in my facennThey don’t teach these things in schoolnThey just lay down the rules which are there for you to breaknWhich are there for you to breaknnIf I’m wrongnThen dust me off and put me in my placenBut drop a bombshellnAnd you’ll blow me away without even a tracenI’ll be gone and I won’t give chasenn‘Cause when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blowsnYou awaynOh, the wind blows you awaynOh, the wind blows you awaynOh, the wind blows you awaynn[vocalization]nnI praynThere will come a time when I think of you and I smilenThese daysnEverything seems to last only a whilenRemember the namesnFor the day when we’d have a childnnBut the trouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they fall through your fingersnIn flakesnThey fall through your fingers in flakesnThey fall through your fingers in flakesnThey fall through your fingers in flakesnn[vocalization]