Graham Parker

Strong Winds

Graham Parker


Have you seen her run through the wild things 
Dropping behind her the child's things That she'll no longer need 
Scattering like seeds they are discarded then 
Nothing can give them a life again They're comfort only when she bleeds

And strong winds are blowing through her hair 
I reach out to touch it but it's not there 
Strong winds are beating at her door
Even with it locked they come back stronger than before

And when she takes a walk into the early morning 
Somewhere inside you an early warning bell begins to ring 
And in the darkest night she takes a telescope 
Looks through the wrong end and loses hope Pointing at the nearest thing

And strong winds are blowing through her hair 
I reach, out to touch it but it's not there 
Strong winds are beating down our door 
Shaping our lives we never know what for

And when she takes her place in the furniture 
The crystal vase and the rocking chair The chintz and china cups 
Then it's all reduced to a bill of sale 
She disappears with the merchandise You understand that well

And strong winds are blowing through her hair 
I reach out to touch it but it's not there 
Strong winds are beating at her door
Even with it locked they come back stronger than before