Like the wind we're surely losing touch again I watched the leaves fall from their crooked stems I'm just another crook who likes to play Mother Nature Pretend that the world isn't as screwed up as it seems I'm pretty sure that we're both dying I'm sick of giving a sh** I'm tired of lying We watched our hair turn bright silver You and I are caving in You are the flood to my flower The outage of power The reason I toss and turn at every hour