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I Am Wind
Singer/Songwriter
I Am Wind was released on May 9, 2026 by 2911597 Records DK as a part of the album I Am Wind - Single
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Release DateMay 9, 2026
Label2911597 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Beare
Bill Beare
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Beare
Bill Beare
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Beare
Bill Beare
Producer

Lyrics

I Am Wind
With his cup o' tea on the hill top, here comes me to mess his morning up
His daily brew in his comfy chair but I'm here too as a blast of cold air
I'll blow away his comfort, freeze his tea
Till he goes inside disgruntled, muttering and cursing me
He says he loves it when I'm not there; relaxed and at peace in his comfy chair
No menace, nothing shaken, no urgent lurching to catch what I've taken
'Cos It's the end of the day when the sun's going down
But tomorrow, hey, and I'll be moving around
As the sun beats down on the tar and concrete
I'll twist and twirl around the city streets; I'll rise and curl in the growing heat
I am wind; a product of the sun and the sky with those who hover and fly
I am wind, not tethered to the bed of earth
With the air, I was there at the very birth and I'll be there at the very end
I am Wind
I'm a hardened soldier and I've got you surrounded
You can build a barrier but I'll find a way around it
I'm always on my way to somewhere new Where I can apply what I can do
Spin a windmill, fly a kite, fill a sail or bring a flag into sight
Bang a shutter, give you a fright; I'm something you can't defeat
I repeat; I am wind
A whirly gig in the tropics; you know, hey give me names
Battering the coastal hamlets with torrents of flooding rains
I pick up what I whip up from the foaming waves
And dump it on the meadows and the rolling plains
Snowflakes are cute as they sprinkle from heaven
In the north it's Christmas gifts and presents
Well, here's a gift and cute it isn't
Put me in the mix, you'll have a screaming blizzard
I can be gentle and welcome on a hot summer's day
But that's not the game that I like to play
At beachside places I'm out on a tear, oh, yeah
Blowing sand in your faces and tangling your hair
Waves on the cornfields, wrinkles on the sea
Pushing clouds across the sky, yeah, that's me
I am a worldly thing, I am wind; I am a worldly king I am wind
I am wind, not a friend; I am wind, I'll say it again; I am wind
I am wind; a product of the sun and the sky with those who hover and fly
I am wind, not tethered to the bed of earth
With the air, I was there at the very birth and I'll be there at the very end
I am Wind
Written by: Bill Beare
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