She pulled out every one of her lashes
Made her wishes as she exhaled
She loves me she loves me not
In the fields they flew their ways
Across mountain tops vast empty lakes
And brushed the cheeks of lovers
Appearing to be another fallen lash
And she wishes for their love to last
He, for a car
In the wind
We will be in the wind
We will be
The lash it flew across deserts
Atop rainy wet horses
Nestling upon snow
Encapsulated by the soil and seed
So that one day her grief would grow
Into the nectar that has been sucked
By the insects that flew across
High dark skies to you
You laid on your bed a fly got through
The window
Landed on your cheek
Kissed it
Your hand did not strike
Knowing it had been touched by love
As the lashes freeze
And bodies decompose
In the wind
We will be in the wind
We will be