With the Wind - Anastasia Minster

Let the wind rise\nLet the storm begin\nLet the coal clouds\nCome rushing in\nSo dark down here\nDark there up high\nThe whirling pillar\nOvercast the sky\nMake the trees fly\nMake the cars roll\nMake us feel desperate\nAnd so so small\nWhat’s left of me\nWill finally learn to be free\nAll precious things\nThat we hold on tight\nAll stars that glow\nIn the night\nAll fluttering dreams\nWith their tiny wings\nLet them go\nWith the wind\nAll cues lost\nAll ties torn\nMighty is the hand of the storm\nFirst things first\nLast things last\nSee I’m getting smaller\nWith every blast\nWhat’s left of me\nWill finally learn to be free\nAll precious things\nThat we hold on tight\nAll stars that glow\nIn the night\nAll fluttering dreams\nWith their tiny wings\nLet them go\nWith the wind\nLyrics by Anastasia Minster