Greyhound lyrics

The wind has a way Of taking what's special to me And all things must go as they come So I cannot just give them up Now that the light in your eyes lives in frames And the home that you built Will eventually fade I guess that there's nothing to say I guess that there's nothing to say Inclement weather ain't friendly to me 'Cause I'm a collection of you lost at sea I shiver at the the thought of the winter again But there's always a grey sky Right around the bend The wind has a way Of taking what's special to me But all that once made you a man Is living through us once again Now that the well that the dirt has run dry The sound of your gun at your funeral cries I guess that there's nothing to say I guess that there's nothing to say Inclement weather ain't friendly to me 'Cause I'm a collection of you lost at sea I shiver at the the thought of the winter again But there's always a grey sky Right around the bend