Nightingales
Lock me up and throw away my name
Mock my love, it don't brake
Wind and grind it's so then
Wind and grind, it's how the days go by
It's only wind and grind
Mark this laugh in front the under porch
Slap the arm, break my heart
I've got iceman, I've got ice
Spread my ashes in the air when I die
No desire for else, don't say
Wind and grind it's so then
Wind and grind, it's how the days go by
It's only wind and grind
So, so still man, oh, so still man
No one to come, no one to come