The Wind Atmosphere

"The wind that made the grain
Wave gently yesterday
Blows down the trees tomorrow."

[Verse 1]
It's nothing, it's only a little wind
A distinct somewhat discrete approach to the maze
Come on, keep up the pace you already won the race
Cute baby hamster let's try to make him run in place
Look at the wounds, it's destined to die soon
And the way I see it, we're obligated to eat it
So treat it, with grins while it's standing on it's last limbs
Feed it to fatten it up for when the feast begins
I drew the blueprints out on the sidewalk with chalk
So when the rain starts they won't be able to read our plans
And I'm compiling a list of demands
So let me get a show of fists and hands to see who's down with the program
Party over here free love, free truth, free care, care free
Bring your whole crew affair
Freedom of speech and thought
Scot free, free your mind
Forgot to pack a spine? Feel free to borrow mine
I'll be the thorn in the side of drama
Comma
It's cool because we died with honor
Comma
Don't worry -honey I ain't goin' hurt you
I'm just trying to strip you of your pride and your gear and your virtue