Pictures hanging in a hallway And the fragment of this song Was the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Like a door that keeps revolving In a half-forgotten dream Words that jangle in your head Was it something that I said? Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel When you knew that it was over Were you suddenly aware Half remembered names and faces But to whom do they belong ? the windmills of your mind
Posted on: Tue, 20 Aug 2013 23:33:06 +0000
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