Remember me as the wind blows,
Protected within my sound proof dimension, I am alone;
Where are those, who would dare call themselves friends?
Remember me as I travel a road of lonely tears,
And I’ll remember you as you travel the road to atone;
Remember me as the wind blows.
Never once will you smell the rotten core of your fears,
And I shall rise above you each day to my throne;
Where are those, who would dare call themselves friends?
Each day I will say, there you are my dears,
And my voice will echo intone;
Remember me as the wind blows.
Stretched across the Earth as it orbits, the sky is clear,
You can see I am broken in spots, though protected by stone;
Where are those, who would dare call themselves friends?
Each day that passes by, the world cheers,
I am a luxury which cannot be thrown.
Remember me as the wind blows.
Where are those, who would dare call themselves friends?