Thrown by the Wind - Rue Royale

I remember when you were a mere question

A question I had said without a fathom of answer

And then the seed was spread and suddenly there were answers

Isn’t that so like the wind?

Isn’t that so like the wind?

We’re here and multiply for somewhat silly reasons

We share what’s on our mind and work our way through seasons

We hold on fast to the past as we may somehow need it

Isn’t that so like the wind?

Isn’t that so like the wind?

A scatter of life, a handful

Of kernels that grow where they’re thrown

A scatter of life, a handful

Of kernels that grow where they’re thrown

Thrown by the wind

I learn to improvise with your supervision

You supersede my mind, you are my sole intention

But like so many things, I can feel my grip slipping

Isn’t that so like the wind?

Isn’t that so like the wind?

A scatter of life, a handful

Of kernels that grow where they’re thrown

A scatter of life, a handful

Of kernels that grow where they’re thrown

Thrown by the wind

So like the wind