Second Wind

Second Wind

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

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Lyrics

My Drum

Written By: Wendi Hunter

I will beat my drum
through the place that my heart comes from
not in war or confrontation
but in calm determination
I will beat my drum

I will lift my eyes
to the space between ground and sky
to see joy and to see sorrow
and the promise of tomorrow
I will lift my eyes

I will raise my voice
to ensure that my children have choice
not with shouting nor with whispers
I’ll call brothers I’ll call sisters
I will raise my voice

I will beat my drum
through the place that my heart comes from
not in war or confrontation
but in calm determination
I will beat my drum

Second Wind

Written By: Wendi Hunter

Wasn’t that a time? You know
it’s funny how your twenties go
With starry eyes all full of dreams
You find a few and then it seems
that love creeps in and takes its hold
You’ve found your shelter from the cold
A gentle kiss, a warm embrace
The welcome in your lovers face
Then babies come, before too long
You’re singing someone else’s song
Of dogs and cats and dinosaurs
You’ll be your darlings’ troubadour
Now looking back, I’d have to say
I don’t regret a single day
And if at times I lost my way
The music brought me back

Chorus
I think I’ve found my second wind
The simple harmonies that mend
I savor singing out again
And a cool sweet breath
Of a second wind

Wasn’t that a time? You say
your thirties – they just slipped away
with days too short and hours too few
with making up and making do
You compromise, apologize
Wipe the tears from sleepy eyes
Share the laughter, find the fun
Know that you’re the lucky one
Then heartache comes, your song is lost
You close your mind, bear the cost
Find a shelter from the pain
Till one day you come home again
I know it happened just this way
I don’t regret a single day
And if you asked me how I’d say
The music brought me back

Chorus
I think I’ve found my second wind
The simple harmonies that mend
I savor singing out again
And a cool sweet breath
Of a second wind

Isn’t this a time? For me
a time of peace and clarity
of making music, making friends
of new beginnings, different bends
in roads I cannot see as yet
with history I’ll not forget
and children, with their warm embrace
and welcome in my lover’s face
for this is where I’ve found my voice
the way is clear, I’ve made my choice
in melody and harmony
the music is the key
I’ll keep it growing just this way
I won’t regret a single day
And if you ask me why I’ll say
The music brings me back

Chorus
I think I’ve found my second wind
The simple harmonies that mend
I savor singing out again
And a cool sweet breath
Of a second wind

Soldier's Song

Written By: Wendi Hunter

Soldier’s Song

From the day you named him, since you brought him through the door
All the world around him shouted more, more, more
Possessions to define him – a way of keeping score
He’ll want them, but won’t understand what for

What a way to make a boy a man
Teach him how to take and put desire in his hand
What a way to make a boy a man

You gave him what you know you tried to help him find his song
While preachers up in pulpits shouted wrong, wrong, wrong
taught to think that only those of faith can be the strong
And he was only trying to belong

What a way to make a boy a man
Teach him how to judge and put a cross into his hand
What a way to make a boy a man

Now he’s off to boot camp, see him walking out the door
with talking heads on TV shouting war, war, war
they’ll use his mind and body to increase some oil-fed score
And some of us don’t understand what for

What a way to make a boy a man
Teach him how to kill and put a gun into his hand
What a way to make a boy a man

Instrumental

What a way to make a boy a man
Teach him how to take and put a gun into his hand
What a way to make a boy a man
What a way to make a boy a man
What a way to make a boy a man

Tori's Song

Written By: Wendi Hunter

For Tori

I stand before you, a humble man
you seem to want the truth I tell
I take this journey to celebrate the life
the little girl I loved so well

so feet on pedals
and rubber on the road
on the highway pushing west you’ll find me
I’ll ride till I find
a way to keep her close
and leave all the demons behind me

I stand before you a guilty man
I know I am to blame
a father’s charge, to keep his daughter safe
and I have failed, it is my shame

so feet on pedals
and rubber on the road
on the highway pushing west you’ll find me
I’ll ride till I find
a way to keep her close
and leave all the demons behind me

But if only
if only
if oh, oh, oh

I stand before you a weary man
my sleep is broken by her death
but I’ll keep moving toward her memory
a path I’ll take till my last breath

so feet on pedals
and rubber on the road
on the highway pushing west you’ll find me
I’ll ride till I find
a way to keep her close
and leave all the demons behind me
I’ll ride till I find
a way to keep her close
and leave all the demons behind me

But if only