Windstorm

Windmills cut through the void
Dividing the imagined and true
The eyes neglect to see what the heart pursues
But my heart finds a dream in these unseen hues
In the untouchable
That’s not to say that I don’t feel the limitations
And the drop from the expectation
It’s not naïve but the heart of creation
It’s the only thing proven true to me
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
Time past has thrown shadows
Over my shoulder that as ghosts owned
Movement of my desires lost like a stone
Cast as a wish into a well with no sound
No answer at the end
How can I say it’s wrong to feel the limitations
And the drop from the expectation
It’s not naive but the heart of creation
It’s the only thing proven true to me
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm
When the fire’s burnin' from sky to ground
Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm