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Am I still speaking? Yeah, I’m long in the wind I’ll go on and on and on again If my chest don’t cave in When did I last breathe in? Am I empty again? Oh, that wind that I’ve been spending Is a long one, my friend Be the sun as my witness Better prophets could pen A thousand words for every chord I could ever begin May their carbon given Be an echoing hymn That goes on and on and on again So long as I live (Ah) (Ah) Round, around, a round again We start where I end Am I still speaking? Yeah I’m long in the wind I’ll go on and on and on again If my chest don’t cave in From Letras Mania