Pleasantries Behind Songtext

Be the wind...find me breathing lonesome next to myself. Let my past be the mast I need to set my sail. He's pissed off, but he's still on his best behavior till I'm gone. We got some insignificant words to replace with a song.
And I would kill just to lose my mind. You would kill just to have my sight. We could kill a man so love can find a way. What I would give just to say.....
I have gold in my hands for the weaker. I have bread for the lives of the rich.
Help me leave myself. Help me leave myself. Give me words, give them health. Help me leave myself.
I have gold in my hands for the weaker. I have bread for the lives of the rich. O yeah, they are brighter.