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Windmills

I spend too much time raiding windmills
We go side by side
Laugh until it’s right

There’s something that you won’t show
Waiting where the light goes
Take the darkest hour, break it open
Water to repair what we have broken

There’s something that you won’t show
Waiting where the light goes
And any way the wind blows
It’s all worth waiting for

Pull on the borders to lighten the load
Tell all the passengers we’re going home

I spend too much time seeking shelter
World without end couldn’t hold her

There’s something that you won’t show
Waiting where the light goes
And any way the wind blows
It’s all worth waiting for
Any way the wind blows

Toad the Wet Sprocket