Old rocking chair
It beckons you like a junkie's needle
Start thinking feebleCowardly lion
The special today is karma yoga
Glued to the sofaWhere was I when we lost power?
Where was I when lies were spoken?
Where was I when evil snuck in?
Where was I when hope was choking?A spy in the house
Someday one of the kids may catch us cussing
Then turn us inFamily ties
They used to be colors in a rainbow
Now we fly soloGive me back the passion flower
Give me back the non-consumer
Give me back my lack of reason
Give me back my sense of humorBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second windBlind by design
I've gotten the hang of not resisting
Who cares, who's listeningPopular press
And we've got the video and the movies
Let's feed the zombiesNow that I know what to fight for
Now that I need more adventure
Now that I have thoughtful patience
Now that I can see the futureBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second windPut your hours in and take your pay
Like there wasn't any other way
Then I heard a voice inside me say, it was twenty years ago todayWhen did I get so tired? Did I wake up half-sleeping?
I can't life slip away
To a world with no meaningNow that I know what to fight for
Now that I need more adventure
Now that I have thoughtful patience
Now that I can see the futureBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my secondBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second windBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second windBlow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like typhoon my second wind
Blow like tempest my second wind