they're blowin',
I hear 'em howlin' for me.
They call me out to the future,
a future that no one can see.
Distant horizons,
they beckon,
sunsets on still unknown hills.
Someplace is waiting for someone,
(Aren't I a somebody still?)
I see a brand new
adventure:
strangers destined to be friends.
I feel the winds start their shifting,
the question is where they will end.
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