[00:22.18]Four winds
[00:36.17]by-DY
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[00:59.84]Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
[01:03.69]There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
[01:09.36]His body's decomposing in containers tonight
[01:10.55]In an abandoned building where
[01:14.76]A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
[01:18.56]With fifteen cans of spray paint and a chemical swirl
[01:23.92]She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
[01:25.20]Four winds blowing through her hair
[01:28.10]But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
[01:35.95]She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
[01:43.29]She caves
[02:02.52]The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran's mute
[02:08.28]If you burn them all together you get close to the truth still
[02:11.72]They are pouring over Sanskrit on the ivy league moons
[02:13.25]While shadows lengthen the sun
[02:16.31]Cast all the school and meditation built to soften the times
[02:22.57]And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
[02:25.47]It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
[02:28.64]Four winds, cry until it comes
[02:30.85]And it's the sum of man
[02:34.26]Slouching towards Bethlehem
[02:38.38]A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
[02:45.76]It breaks, it breaks, it breaks
[03:07.76]Well, I went back by rented Cadillac, and company jet
[03:11.65]Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
[03:17.26]All the way to Casa Dega to commune with the dead
[03:19.17]They said, "You'd better look alive"
[03:22.30]And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
[03:26.62]In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
[03:31.41]I buried my ballast, I made my peace
[03:32.58]With four winds, leveling the pines
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[03:38.27]But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
[03:42.86]She just can't remain with all that outer space
[03:51.25]She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves.
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