Song: The Bitter Forces In The Wind

Album: Within The War Without Without The War Within
Track: #5

"The Bitter Forces In The Wind" Album Cut

Recorded: February 7, 2012
Length: 3:47
Instrumentation: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Sibelius (Panflute, Drumset, Cocoa Bean Shaker, Upright Bass)

Lyrics

Ride ride, ride on better get your saddle on
Come along, come along take a trip with me
Gotta go, gotta go gotta get our battle on
Sometimes, sometimes a war is destiny

Seven knights on seven horses on a tear
And let me tell you I'll be there

Through the wild through the land I just kept traveling on
Then there it was, there it was staring back at me
A hundred places, hundred times where I had never gone
A hundred places, hundred times I thought I'd never see

But I soared above being crucified
I soared above being free

Wide eyed and stunned I saw those places
But it was more like falling in
Wildly sordid faces knocked me down
To the beat of horses in the wind
Round and round and round again
The bitter forces in the wind

Lost hope, lost drive call me the rattled one
All I had, all I had seems infantile now
What's the point, what's the point of me staggering on
Defeat defeat defeat abounds

But then I tuned to the predictable 
The expectations were ripe

Changing course, strategy putting nature's blanket on
Victory, victory in psychology
Gather round, gather round listen to me babble on
The wild world, wild world took a grip on me

So I soared above being crucified
I soared above being free

While my wild thoughts became those places
The garish foes were falling in
Wisely sorted faces knocked them down
Riding beat up horses in the wind
Round and round and round again
The bitter forces in the wind
Round and round and round and round and round again
The bitter forces in the wind