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American Music Club San Francisco What Holds The World Together The wind pulls me around And everything it touches turns weak An antique or an eyelash stuck to your cheek The paper thin skin of a crowd chasing you Down a long and dead-end trail With a guilt no alibi can curtail The world is held together by the wind That blows through gena rowland's hair Land ahoy i fill my weak lungs with this joy Dizzy on the deck i hope i last until we land With an envelope burning a hole in my hand Bearing the names of the winners who walked away From the games that the slaves love to play To replace the air and the sea Leaving you no way to fly to me The world is held together by the wind That blows through gena rowland's hair Through the window The warm summer air does a two-step I wish there was some way i could keep it And clear away the mission street in my head that Keeps this watery weariness in our bed and Sets up more windmills that i'll waste my time missing When it should just be your lips that i'm kissing Don't tell me that you don't hear The clock ticking on the shelf by our bed it's near There's a light turning green just like fear There's a light that turns green And leaves us without a prayer The world is held together by the wind That blows through gena rowland's hair |
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