Windmills
The windmills of this mind
They turn
These crusty, tear-stained eyes
They burn
Thinking though the years
Blinking through the tears
All the memories that we had
This lonesome house tonight
It yearns
for the love you brought inside
to return
Now your pictures in a frame
That we speak to, our words in vain
As you shine a burnt orange glow
They turn
These crusty, tear-stained eyes
They burn
Thinking though the years
Blinking through the tears
All the memories that we had
This lonesome house tonight
It yearns
for the love you brought inside
to return
Now your pictures in a frame
That we speak to, our words in vain
As you shine a burnt orange glow
Credits
Writer(s): Brady Jones
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