Piers Faccini The Wind That Blows
The wind that blows quiet knows
A song as soft as silence goes
Into each thread a secret said
The sun and moon on a wedding bed
A rope unbound a treasure found
A healing ground an island drowned
To be without and not belong
Between the right and the wrong
And I won't seek nor will I find
Today is here then gone behind
Tomorrow makes the past opaque
I’ve given all for true love's sake
The tolling chime the senseless mime
The whirling hand of the beat of time
And what of this for a traitor's kiss
And what of now for a beggar’s bliss
To fall away and leave the fray
To disappear and lose the way
And I won't seek nor will I find
Today is here then gone behind
The lost ones and the lonely
Are the ones that go before their time is done
And the broken and the helpless
Are the ones that leave but never ever come
I’m not ashamed to be unnamed
An unmarked box left unclaimed
To be without and not belong
Between the right and the wrong
And I won't seek nor will I find
Today is here then gone behind
