CHASING THE WIND

Run, run, run and try to catch it, it calls your name in the form of a whistle. “Come and catch me if you can”, it’s meaningless you silly man.

As you continue to chase the wind, you stop and say, this is meaningless, but your gut feelin’ tells you giving up would be senseless; so you continue your journey to chase the wind, as it throws you around, as if your were in a lion’s den.

You get back up because you’re so close that you can feel it, as you reach yours arms out and try to grab it, you might just have it, so you try to bag it.

People thought you were crazy, they said you were going insane, just when you thought you had it, it started to rain.

Don’t chase after things, you can’t get on your own just leave it be, just leave it alone.