Wicked Wind Lyrics

In our bedroom, late tonight

Wallpaper looks like a map in this light

One thousand highways and a million tiny towns

I trace the contours and I walk the lines

And the wicked wind whips at the door

Wakes the cat up and

Freezes the floor

And the wicked wind sings of a place

That promises everything

Can't be erased

Through the cobwebs and the dark plaster dust

Our map marks a land of mistrust

And in my mind I find a road uncrossed

And disappear on it in the fog and exhaust

And the wicked wind weeps at our door

Creeps into our bedroom and

Freezes the floor

And the wicked wind swirls overhead

Descends slowly and

Settles on our bed

I walked a highway doesn't appear on this map

That runs from my nightmares, is riddled with traps

Of misguided wanderings and forlorn lusts

That killed the true love, the kindness, the trust

And the wicked wind wails at our door

Sends you packin' and

Pacing the floor

And the wicked wind whips at your face

As you walk your own highway

To the undiscovered place

And the wicked wind wails at our door

Sends you packin' and

Pacing the floor

Now the wicked wind whips at your face

As you walk your own highway

To the undiscovered place