Four Strong Winds

from by Nap Eyes

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Four strong winds
Four strong winds
Four strong winds

And my father made
These winds into
A bitter curse
For me and you
The honest and the daring going out
Blindly on a limb
To make themselves feel better and then
Feel worse again

Four strong winds are blowing on my corpse bag skin
Four strong winds are blowing on my body bundle
But they're making me feel uptight -- fencing me in
Oh Lord, Lord, what is the price of being humble?

Joel Osteen I don't wan't to call out
Just one canonical evangelist preacher
For it may be that you are at heart
An honest and caring and kindhearted teacher
But when the chills leave me be
If they believe me any weaker
I'll come back and see what the cost is for
The young and eager spiritual guide
And his disciples

Four strong winds are blowing on my corpse bag skin
Four strong winds are blowing on my body bundle
But they're making me feel uptight -- sickening my grin
Oh Lord, Lord, what is the price of being humble?

White oleander
White children waiting
In line before the gatekeeper
The good teacher hesitating
Searching for his credit card
Searching for his debit card
Searching for his ID card
His certification

And behind them, the artist
Forever complaining
Sees the sun and the wind but
To him it's always raining
Scoffing at the teacher
Scoffing at the students
Scoffing at the gatekeeper
With self-righteous impudence

(And if it's hard and if it's hard 'f we never learn we never learn)

Nap Eyes cause a ruckus
Set once and for all
The song in the skull
To win evil hearts
And not know what to do with them all

Set once and for all
The song in the skull
To win people's hearts
And not know what to do with them all

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from Four More Songs By:, released September 8, 2012

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