The Wind and More Roky Erickson

Ghosts rising from anywhere they please
Demons leaving ghostly spirits and everything
Is in sin or reincarnate
Into a world that is more than allows it before
Objects moving without the wind blowing from the newspaper to the door

It's times like these Lucifer
I see are infinite
For our commanded wind and more
The wind and more, the wind and more
The wind and more, the wind and more
Who's a better lifter than the wind and more

Goblins and I their unquestioned host
Everything is moving or movable into like and then ghosts
How unstolen, how resting, how free, how long
In order with Beelzebub sitting on his throne

It's times like these Lucifer
I see are infinite
For our commanded wind and more
The wind and more, the wind and more
The wind and more, the wind and more
Who's a better lifter than the wind and more

Oh the wind and more