3 (The Winds)

I know I need The sound off to go silent In tombs indeed The rolling rock's a riot And you're going crazy Crying out save me When His feet left the floor And it's not insane to go complaining But He wants it no more And the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now Oh, you go off wishing, blurring your vision When the wind says now now I need Your peace The morning You rise up And sing to me The worship is hiding And you're going crazy Crying out save me When His feet left the floor And it's not insane to go complaining But you're facing the door And the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now Oh, you go off wishing, blurring your vision When the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now You go off wishing, blurring your vision When the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now And the wind says now, now Oh, you go off wishing, blurring your vision When the wind says now, now