Here I the wind
That has never died out
It blew through the trees
When Hercules was about
Follow if you can
Its Hokey-Kokey dance
Through the streets of cities
And halls of ancient committees
It’s like an endless string
Pulled out of your mouth
This is the endless wind
This is the endless wind
Here is the endless wind
It departs without you
Into the landscaped future
As yet without you
Hang onto its tail
As it gallops away in a hail
Through the arriving solar storms
And the stations for those being born
It’s like the journey of a worm
That disappears from sight
Holding the hands of children
That disappear in the night