It came from the wind Blew from the sea Rained on my head Then leaked out of me Learned how to talk But not how to speak Not how to speak I was a door That felt like a window I was a rock That thought it was water Learned how to look But not how to see Learned how to live But not how to be Not how to You play your cards They suit you well But I know your tell The craving heart In absence swells I wish you well You feel like god But you know quite well You look like hell Nostalgia Ct The fond farewell I wish you well Ooooooh Ooooooh I wish you well You leaned in With a snake in your eye and Whispered to me "You're my favorite tornado" Learned how to sleep But now how to dream Not how to dream I'm looking back Fond of a phantom Feeling content In discursive tenements Learned how to hear But now how to heed Learned how to rule But not how to lead Not how to You play your cards They suit you well But I know your tell The craving heart In absence swells I wish you well You feel like god But you know quite well You look like hell Nostalgia Ct The fond farewell I wish you well Ooooooh Ooooooh I wish you well If I forget Please don't remind me If I forget Please do remind me