I knew which way the wind blows
It carried me into this town
I knew about the slow death
I had to meet her in the street
And I walked on the ledges
Used menace and prayer
Covered myself with night
Covered myself with night...
So, if you think you know the wind
If you think you know...the wind
If you think you know
Just spread your wings
On wooden cross
My sweet friend died
In a flash, in a knife
I knew the wind
Like the century
Like the hole in my pocket
Until I saw the pigeons, they fly
Always towards the wind
And I walked on the ledges
Used menace and prayer
Covered myself with night
Covered myself with night...
So, if you think you know the wind
If you think you know...the wind
If you think you know
Just spread your wings
On wooden cross
Just spread your wings, just spread your wings
On wooden cross
