There is a place where the wild wind blows.
Upon that mountain or down in the valley.
The trees bend while whispering knowledge.
A million heartbeats will never hear,
The beauty of Nature's incredible glory
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There is a place where the wild wind blows.
Stand tall upon that mountain,
Your dreams are there, waiting for you.
The last to know, you've been in the valley.
You couldn't hear, the wild wind blow.
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There is a place where the wild wind blows.
A place without race, religion or war.
It is free of hate, nothing but quiet joy.
Listen to the music of the winds song.
The mind is clear with nothing to fear.
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There is a place where the wild wind blows.
It's been a while since you've been there.
The music is getting louder so you will hear,
you're not alone and your dreams are near.
Just listen to the wild wind blow
