Song Of The Wind - Gil Scott-Heron, Brian Jackson

Blow, wind, blow

Further than a thousand wires

Blow, wind, blow

Transporter of the clouds

Blow, wind, blow

Fanner of a thousand fires, yeah

Can’t you see?

That every place you go

Well, the people got a need to understand

Yes, some people want to know

Won’t you blow, wind, blow?

Fly, breeze, fly

Like a symbol of the change

And fly, breeze, fly

‘Cause only you can conquer time

Fly, breeze, fly

Between the sunshine and the rain

Can’t you see?

Moving on from place to place

That there’s a need for peace

Written on everybody’s face

Won’t you fly, breeze, fly?

You alone have been to Africa

To hear the rhythms of the drums

And, at the same time, in America

You greet the morning sun

I wanted to get word to my brothers

But I really didn’t know how

And not until now

Until now

Blow, wind, blow

Please tell ‘em, «Don't give up the fight»

And blow, wind, blow

Through the calm and through the storm

Blow, wind, blow

Between the pages of my life

Can’t you see?

I’m traveling on the wings of time

That only you can look ahead

And see what’s happening as clearly as you see behind

Won’t you blow, wind, blow

Please blow, wind, blow

Please blow, wind, blow

Blow, wind, blow