Your face looked new against the town. You've come to lose some memories. Like you came to touch new grounds. But you want to lose. The weight of the wind. Rests hard on your shoulders. It's bringing you down. The one that you love. Will never be found. You speak into the falling rain. Words you'd lost but found again. I see their snakey arms entwined. So clear and cruel. In your jealous mind. But you've got to lose. The weight of the wind. Hard on your shoulders. Getting you down. The one that you love. Will never be found