A knock on your window
A faint whistling in the air
Something seeping through the cracks
And masking your skin bare

The wind an unrelenting force
That swings open doors
Peels soft petals from roses
And swirls dust from the floors

Steals umbrellas from hands
And hats off of heads
Lock the doors, shut it out
Ignore what it has said

From outside the brick walls
It screams let me in
I have something to show you
It's about where I've been

So you turn the brass ****
And the wind stumbles inside
Swiping papers from counters
Throwing napkins aside

The breeze whispers in your ear
All that its seen
From over oceans and mountains
And everything in between

Aged millions of years
There's nothing more wise
Than a storm that is brewing
With winds that have eyes