Lyrics:
Zevon Warren The Wind

Shadows are falling and I'm running out of breath Keep me in your heart for awhile If I leave you it doesn't mean I love you any less Keep me in your

I close my eyes, you reappear I always carry you inside, in here I fall asleep, you come to me And once again our love is real How could I have let you

I'm numb as a statue I may have to beg, borrow or steal Some feelings from you So I can have some feelings too I'm pale as a ghost You know what I love

Hey Disorder in the house The tub runneth over Plaster's falling down in pieces By the couch of pain Disorder in the house Time to duck and cover Helicopters

An icy wind burns and scars Rushes in like a fallen star Through the narrow space Between these bars Looking down on prison grove Dug in, hunkered down

Well I know these blues are gonna rub me raw Every single cure seems to be against the law Went and told my psychic I said, "Keep it to yourself I don

Written by Warren Zevon She tells him she thinks she needs to be free He tells her he doesn't understand She takes his hand She tells him nothing'

Translation: Zevon, Warren. Hasten Down The Wind.

written by Warren Zevon & Jorge Calderon Disorder in the house The tub runneth over Plaster's falling down in pieces by the couch of pain Disorder