Bishops
Ooooh...
Ooooh...
Ooooh...
Ooooh...

Brendon
Tyler was a hungry young boy

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
A runaway from everywhere he'd ever been

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
He was no stranger to the world,
No stranger to the wind.

Bishops
Ooooh...
Ooooh...

Tyler
The weather ain't the way it was before
Ain't no spring or fall at all anymore
It's either blazing hot or freezing cold
Any way the wind blows

Bishop 1
And there ain't a thing that—

Bishops
—you can do

Bishop 2
When the weather takes a—

Bishops
—turn on you

'Cept for hurry up and hit the road
Any way the wind blows

Wind comes up
Ooooh...

Tyler
Do you hear that sound?

Bishops
Wind comes up

Move...

Tyler
Move to another town
Ain't nobody gonna stick around

Tyler & Bishops
When the dark clouds roll
Any way the wind blows

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
You met the Bishops, remember them?

Tyler
Anybody got a match?

{Brendon pulls out a matchbox from his pocket.}

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
Always singing in the back of your mind.

Tyler
Gimme that.

{Brendon hands him the matchbox.}

Brendon
Wherever it was this young boy went,
The Bishops were close behind.

Bishops
Ooooh...
Ooooh...

{Tyler pulls a candle out of his bag and lights it. Before he can warm himself with it, The Bishops (the wind) blow the flame out.}

Tyler
People turn on you just like the wind
Everybody is a fair weather friend
In the end, you're better off alone
Any way the wind blows

Bishop 2
When your body aches to—

Bishops
—lay it down

Bishop 2
When you're hungry and—

Bishops
—there ain't enough to go 'round

Ain't no length to which a boy won't go
Any way the wind blows

Wind comes up

Ooooh...

Tyler
And sometimes you think

Bishops
Wind comes up

You...

Tyler
You would do anything

Just to fill your belly full of food
Find a bed that you could fall into
Where the weather wouldn't follow you

Tyler & Bishops
Wherever you go
Any way the wind blows

~

{Joshua approaches Tyler.}

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
Now Joshua was the son of a Muse.

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
And you know how those Muses are.

Bishops
Ooooh...

Brendon
Sometimes they abandon you

And this poor boy, he wore his heart out on his sleeve.
You might say he was naïve to the ways of the world,

But he had a way with words
And the rhythm and the rhyme
And he sang just like a bird on a line

And it ain't because I'm kind,

But his mama was a friend of mine

And I liked to hear him sing,

And his way of seeing things

So I took him underneath my wing,
And that is where he stayed,

Until one day...