Wind Through Trees ft. The Punk Cellist Lyrics

Oh my friends the broken promises made, when I was young

A shotgun blast into a field of wrong paths, and setting suns

But next to you I was bulletproof, I was old blue eyes in a pinstripe suit

We were ten tons of dynamite, in a crowded room

If only we'd known, how to light the fuse

You can find me falling on the downbeat like a sword, I can't retreat

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

You can find me coughing through the melody

The asthmatic kid I used to be

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

Years and years go by you know, and that's just the way, these things go

It's all in the rearview but the windshield's broke

Looking back all our mirrors were cracked, the past seven years sure reflect that

We bit off more bad luck than we can chew

If only we'd known, what we had to lose

You can find me falling on the downbeat like a sword, I can't retreat

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

You can find me coughing through the melody

The asthmatic kid I used to be

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

It's been a long way down

I'm all cut up inside

Finally learning how

To stop and breath, for a while

You can find me falling on the downbeat like a sword, I can't retreat

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

You can find me coughing through the melody

The asthmatic kid I used to be

I'm still chasing wind through the trees

I'm still chasing wind through the trees