Strange Wind

There is a strange wind in the air today
Tree branches are budding and then blown away
There is a strange wind in the air today
Spiny pods are dropping and then drift away
But they will be blown
In the next millennium
And I promise myself
I’m coming with them
There is a strange wind in the air today
My skirt lifts up, my hair’s astray
There is a strange wind in the air today
My little body’s born up, then thrown away
But I will be born
Into the next millennium
I jump aboard the ship
Of bored lost children
There is a strange wind in the air today
I fill up my hot-air balloon and untie my stakes
I will be blown into the next millennium
I will be born into the next millennium