| Song | The Calm and the Crying Wind |
| Artist | Trampled by Turtles |
| Album | Stars and Satellites |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Painted pistols | |
| And all the cheap thrills | |
| And the words that collide | |
| And all the poets | |
| And all the pain pills | |
| And the god on your side | |
| It don't help you | |
| It never will | |
| And we all get older | |
| And older still | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind | |
| Its awkward and painful | |
| To wish for the end ‘ | |
| Cuz the end is gonna come | |
| But baby I love you | |
| Like I did back then | |
| Like the west and the setting sun | |
| And I ain't been sleeping | |
| And I'm tired as hell | |
| And I stare art the ceiling | |
| And talk to myself | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind |
| Painted pistols | |
| And all the cheap thrills | |
| And the words that collide | |
| And all the poets | |
| And all the pain pills | |
| And the god on your side | |
| It don' t help you | |
| It never will | |
| And we all get older | |
| And older still | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind | |
| Its awkward and painful | |
| To wish for the end | |
| Cuz the end is gonna come | |
| But baby I love you | |
| Like I did back then | |
| Like the west and the setting sun | |
| And I ain' t been sleeping | |
| And I' m tired as hell | |
| And I stare art the ceiling | |
| And talk to myself | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind |
| Painted pistols | |
| And all the cheap thrills | |
| And the words that collide | |
| And all the poets | |
| And all the pain pills | |
| And the god on your side | |
| It don' t help you | |
| It never will | |
| And we all get older | |
| And older still | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind | |
| Its awkward and painful | |
| To wish for the end | |
| Cuz the end is gonna come | |
| But baby I love you | |
| Like I did back then | |
| Like the west and the setting sun | |
| And I ain' t been sleeping | |
| And I' m tired as hell | |
| And I stare art the ceiling | |
| And talk to myself | |
| But morning is peaceful | |
| Like its always been | |
| The calm and the crying wind |