Mistral

So we already wrecked through the reservoir And I've already lost my way But feel entombed in this tourist bar For a day, anyway So lay me out in the cobblestone And unfurl this aching jib The streets are built on ancient bones And the crib are the ribs? While the mistral blow it all away While the mistral blow away While the mistral blow it all away Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow So it's me and you and the baby boy And a thorn to shed away Reeking out a little joy What a waste that we stayed While the mistral blow it all away While the mistral blow away While the mistral blow it all away Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow While the mistral blow it all away While the mistral blow away While the mistral blow it all away Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow While the mistral blow it all away While the mistral blow away