Reed- Isolation Tapes

Wind he captured the wind 

And bent it to his will 

He seemed storied 

He seemed stable 

'n the melodies he built 

He took me 

Yes he took me 

And he laid me in the dirt 

And he wrote his notes upon me 

Did it hurt?

Did it hurt? Mmmmm did it hurt?

Did it hurt? Did it hurt? Mmmmm did it hurt?

Music changes but ne’er does sin 

And I wonder if this could be the wind he’s piping in 

And the mystery is that I long and dread to see him again 

Waking he kept me waking  

every waking hour  

He's faking  

He has to  

Look at all these wild flowers  

He picked me  

Yes he picked me  

Then he laid me in the dirt  

And he wrote his notes upon me  

does it hurt? does it hurt? does it hurt?

Mmmmm did it hurt? did it hurt Mmmmm?

yes it hurt it hurts it hurt...

which piper calls me to the Throne 

Will I stumble and crawl on my way home 

Music changes but ne’er does sin  

And I wonder if this could be the wind he’s piping in  

And the mystery is that I long to see him again 

Did it hurt? 

Did it hurt? Did it hurt? Mmmmm did it hurt? 

Did it hurt? Did it hurt?

Mmmmm did it hurt? Did it hurt?