[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:22.18]Four winds [00:36.17]by-DY [00:37.27] [00:59.84]Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe [01:03.69]There's people always dying trying to keep them alive [01:09.36]His body's decomposing in containers tonight [01:10.55]In an abandoned building where [01:14.76]A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl [01:18.56]With fifteen cans of spray paint and a chemical swirl [01:23.92]She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world [01:25.20]Four winds blowing through her hair [01:28.10]But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon [01:35.95]She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed [01:43.29]She caves [02:02.52]The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran's mute [02:08.28]If you burn them all together you get close to the truth still [02:11.72]They are pouring over Sanskrit on the ivy league moons [02:13.25]While shadows lengthen the sun [02:16.31]Cast all the school and meditation built to soften the times [02:22.57]And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds [02:25.47]It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines [02:28.64]Four winds, cry until it comes [02:30.85]And it's the sum of man [02:34.26]Slouching towards Bethlehem [02:38.38]A heart just can't contain all of that empty space [02:45.76]It breaks, it breaks, it breaks [03:07.76]Well, I went back by rented Cadillac, and company jet [03:11.65]Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps [03:17.26]All the way to Casa Dega to commune with the dead [03:19.17]They said, "You'd better look alive" [03:22.30]And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps [03:26.62]In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east [03:31.41]I buried my ballast, I made my peace [03:32.58]With four winds, leveling the pines [03:35.37] [03:38.27]But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon [03:42.86]She just can't remain with all that outer space [03:51.25]She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves. [04:05.30]