Departure #6 - Madrugada

Go with the wind

Go with the rain

You have been released again

Go with the wind

Snapping cold at your throat

Oh, and blowing between the buttons of your coat

Never has there been

A love quite so fierce and red

As the one you shared between the sheets of an iron bed

Well, you held her, oh, so many times

Ah, like a child, or some precious stone

And you held her precious heart up to your own

Oh, and you have a dear, she was the only thing

That you called your own

Called your own

Oh, she was the only thing that you called your own

Only thing you called your own

Go with the wind

Go with the rain

Go with the wind

Go with the rain

You have been released, oh you’ve been released again

Oh, you’ve been released, oh, you’ve been released again