The Handheld Wind Machines Lyrics

There were chairs on the rooftops
And coats in the closet
Awaiting the winter

And that was the year
That the trees
Shared their seeds

When the leaves made their way
To the tips and the tops
Of our gutters

And we flew them away
With our handheld
Wind machines

And I swear that we flew away, too
And I swear that we flew away, too
Ooh ooh oh

There was a man in a bed by machines
And a grandmother, strong by his side
And the rings on their fingers announced
"I am yours"

The family awaited the news
In a white-washed waiting room
And they prayed for the miracle
In the absence of a cure

But he flew away, too
He flew away, too
Ooh ooh oh

There's a graveyard three miles away
From the house with the trees
And the trees with the seeds

And I visit your stone in the weeds
And I sing your favorite songs

And the sound of the wind through the trees
Is a spirit that God could not keep

And it comforts my sun
'Til my soul is set free

And I'll fly away, too
I'll fly away, too
Ooh ooh oh

I'll fly away, too