When they found them had their arms wrapped around each other
Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes
The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout
Just another when the wild wind blows
Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes
The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout
Just another when the wild wind blows
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hello i'm Siz!
I'm not a devoted listener to Iron Maiden by any means but good lord I love When the Wild Wind Blows. Lovely and tragic ballad.
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