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It wasn't like I'd never seen that kind of thing before
A handful of believers with their feet nailed to the floor
A half-day out of Eden and can't make it out the door
When holdin' on was all part of the plan
Two sisters with their singin' shoes and babies at their breast
Runnin' out of fingers for to count the ways they're blessed
What tomorrow's bringin's really anybody's guess
Just try and make a baby understand
Singin' take me down easy, take me down slow
I just can't stand to listen to the wind no more
There's rain on the roof and a hole in the floor
I just can't stand to listen to the wind no more
I never had the heart to hold on tight to anything
A puppeteer whose greatest fear was runnin' out of string
The patron saint of railroad trains is handin' in his wings
And goin' to find the life he left behind
That old grey dog is just the man I'd like to be sometimes
Gettin' fat on table scraps and curled up by the fire
A-howlin' and a-prowlin' if I make it out awhile
I always make it home by mornin'
Singin' take me down easy, take me down slow
I just can't stand to listen to the wind no more
There's rain on the roof and a hole in the floor
I just can't stand to listen to the wind no more
No, I just can't stand to listen to the wind no more