windmills

sunday nights are sad.
tomorrow starts another week and five days until time to rest.
this seaon in my life. i am waiting. i am just sitting on the shore.

i want to chase a windmill. anyone want to join?

until then i am enjoying a song Windmills by Toad the Wet Sprocket


I spend too much time raiding windmills
We go side by side laugh until it's right

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 anyway the wind blows
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

Listen to the "Windmills by Toad the Wet Sprocket"