LYRICS:

The wind don't have to hurry 
Blowin' across my bones
Rollin' up the pastures
Smoothin' out the stones

There's fire on the mountain
Dark angels in the trees
The wind don't have to hurry
They're takin' what they please

Now the thought police are coming
Right up to your door 
They say you have no liberty 
If you're who they're looking for

No writ of habeas corpus
No platform of descent
The wind don't have to hurry
Only the wind knows where you went

The wind don't have to hurry
Blowing through my soul
I sold for gold and diamonds
And buried in this hole

They bought my love a pistol
They put it to her head 
Now the wind don't have to hurry
She was already dead

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