Gone With The Wind

She makes her own jewelry to ring in the end of luxury
She relates to the Civil War and repeats history, writes in down in cursive, seals it with a calculated risk
Youth is not what it used to be
It's sewn into the sleeves of days we didn't seize
We know where to find the wind
We know where to money's gone
They say it's invincible, they say it will never die, but love can hide if you think love can hide