You must put down your father's gun

When the sundial reaches midday 

Shut your eyes and then look away



Something's wrong, they're all gone 

I will walk through the long, long grass and say your name 



Shot through the chest and head 

She killed everyone stone dead 

And the wind blew once more through the trees 

Now she's coming straight back to me 



Little things, the insect's sting 

I will walk through the long, long grass and say you're 



Running from the dark 

Look what you have done 

Running from the dark Look what you have done 

But you can't run from me 

'Cause I'm the wind through the trees 

No you can't hide from me 



Running from the dark

Look what you have done 

Running from the dark 

Look what you have done 

But you can't run from me 

'Cause I'm the wind through the trees 

No you can't hide from me 

'Cause I'm the wind through the trees