Four Winds Testo

The Summer came round early this year,
Oh Winter swung around soon after,
The scent of Spring was high with fear,
The Autumn crows call disaster

Because the north wind blows so cold,
Chilling the warmth of my desire,
And the whispered words we know,
Tell of a future born in fire
And the music that now fills the street
Falls to the rhythm of marching
I find no comfort here
No not in this, or any other year

Because the north wind blows so cold,
Chilling the warmth of my desire,
And the whispered words we know,
Tell of a future born in fire
Tell of a future born in fire

A stranger asks me what do you know
And just where are you going
I told the truth, I just don't know
If you don't mind, I'll just keep going

Because the north wind blows so cold,
Chilling the warmth of my desire,
And the whispered words we know,
Tell of a future born in fire Tell of a future born in fire