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Texty: Spill Canvas (The). Formalities. Dust Storm.


I've been waiting for the wind to change,
I've been craving the summer rain,
I wonder when she's gonna flood the plains.

Will I die before I get old?
Will I be known or unknown?
Can you tell me why all the birds have flown?

I don't wanna leave a message if there's nobody home.
I thought I saw you through the window, but I don't know.

Stingin' my eyes: It's just a dust storm.
Caught outside: It's just a dust storm.
Weatherman lied: It's just a dust storm.

I've been waiting for the moon to rise.
She's so luminous and wise.
When she flirts with me, I feel shy.

I don't wanna leave a message if there's nobody home.
I thought I saw you through the window, but I don't know.

Stingin' my eyes: It's just a dust storm.
Caught outside: It's just a dust storm.
Weatherman lied: It's just a dust storm.

Lonely, desolate,
Uninhabited,
In the reaches of no one, nowhere.
Conjured your voice again,
Shifting sediments.

But I don't know...

Stingin' my eyes: It's just a dust storm.
Caught outside: It's just a dust storm.
Weatherman lied: It's just a dust storm.

Miles and miles: It's just a dust storm.
Filling the sky: It's just a dust storm.
Let it pass by: It's just a dust storm.
Ohh...