Other Adam Isom
Leaf On The Wind

We’re like a leaf on the wind
Doesn’t know where it’s going

Born and then let free
From the tree of life
And we mark
Our own paths
Some spiral slowly
Some go high

But we can’t stop falling
We are all bound down
Those who fall
Before us
We will join
Soon enough

A terminal disease
It could be worse
Could it be worse?
Give me more time, Please
We all scream to the stillness

We don’t want the stillness
We don’t like the silence
It’s the storm that lifts us
Quiet is the
Kiss of death
It’s the roar of
Inescapability

A terminal disease
Some kill you quick
Some kill you slow
But give me more time, Please
We want more time
In the air

We’re like a leaf on the wind