Will Of The Wind
Birch Book Lyrics
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and across this great land I've been rambling
I can't tell you my friend when I'll see you again
For the setting of the sun
I'll be gone
For to see all there is there's to see
Across this wide weary world I've been wandering
so I'll see what I can, while it's burning
When the flames begin to rise
I shall bid this land goodbye
Build a ship and go out sailing
And when the sea begins to dry
I'm going to learn me how to fly
In the sky up above I'll be soaring
For the will of the wind is my own
Across this wild, weary world I've been rambling
I can't tell you my friend
when I'll see you again
For with the rising of the sun
I'll be gone
The lyrics to Birch Book's song "Will of the Wind" touch on themes of wanderlust and the fleeting nature of life. The singer acknowledges that they cannot predict when they will next see their friend, as they are controlled by the "will of the wind." They describe themselves as having been "rambling" across the world, seeking to see all that there is to see before the world inevitably ends. The singer then speaks of bidding farewell to the land as flames rise, building a ship to go out sailing and learning to fly in the sky, indicating they have no fear of what's to come.
Overall, the song conveys a sense of freedom and acceptance of the impermanence of life. The singer recognizes that they cannot know what the future holds or when they'll next see their friend, but they embrace the mystery and choose to make the most of their time on earth. The song encourages listeners to let go of control and enjoy the journey of life, rather than worrying too much about the destination.
Line by Line Meaning
For the will of the wind is my own
I am free to follow my own path, guided only by the wind
and across this great land I've been rambling
I have traveled far and wide, exploring this vast world
I can't tell you my friend when I'll see you again
I cannot predict when we will cross paths again
For the setting of the sun
By the time the sun sets
I'll be gone
I will have departed
For to see all there is there's to see
I want to witness everything this world has to offer
Across this wide weary world I've been wandering
I have been wandering across this vast and tiring world
I can tell you my friend that this old world's sure to end
I can foresee the end of this world, my friend
so I'll see what I can, while it's burning
Therefore, I will try to see and experience as much as I can while the world still exists
When the flames begin to rise
When destruction begins to take place
I shall bid this land goodbye
I will leave this place behind
Build a ship and go out sailing
I will construct a vessel and set sail
And when the sea begins to dry
Once the ocean dries up
I'm going to learn me how to fly
I will learn how to fly
In the sky up above I'll be soaring
I will fly through the sky, above everything else
For the will of the wind is my own
Once again, I am guided by my own instincts and the direction of the wind
Across this wild, weary world I've been rambling
I continue to wander across this tumultuous and exhausting world
I can't tell you my friend
Once again, I cannot predict
when I'll see you again
When we will see each other in the future
For with the rising of the sun
By the time the sun rises
I'll be gone
I will have left
Contributed by Violet N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Ruben Roman
B I R C H B O O K - Will of the Wind
For the will of the wind is my own
And across this great land I've been rambling
I can't tell you my friend when I'll see you again
For the setting of the sun
I'll be gone
For to see all there is there's to see
Across this wide weary world I've been wandering
I can tell you my friend that this old world's sure to end
So I'll see what I can, while it's burning
When the flames begin to rise
I shall bid this land goodbye
Build a ship and go out sailing
And when the sea begins to dry
I'm going to learn me how to fly
In the sky up above I'll be soaring
For the will of the wind is my own
Across this wild, weary world I've been rambling
I can't tell you my friend
When I'll see you again
For with the rising of the sun
I'll be gone