Wind Squanders Your Cries Testo

as the wind squanders your cries
the rain washes away tracks you've left
that they could follow to find you

is this your storm?
elements at your fingertips
search is forlorn
you don't want to be found

as the cave shelters you inside the rocks cave in blocking you're exit
there's no escaping the dark now

is this your tomb?
smiling as you're caving in
patterned recluse
you're never to be found

if you're out there
you'll never find me
i'm in here, not wasting my life
on pulling you inside
just another gravesite
one more tombstone
words to read over
to pass on by