Well the tree lie down beneath you

The grasses bow & sway

The sands rise to meet you

The ocean it makes way

And you move through your directions

And i turn my face away

The grasses rise to meet you

The ocean it makes way

Well i too can more the prairies

I too can move the sea

I'm gonna take that motion

Take it right inside me

I'm gonna rattle at your windows

Rattle at your doors

Rattle at your shutters

Show you what they're for

No more weathervane, i'm gonna be the wind.

No more spin around, spin around, spin around but always face away

No more weathervane.

I'm gonna be the wind.