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a phone?  

Let us know your progress 

Street lights on and you're not home  

 

Is it only history if you don't see it?   

Tilt enough windmills till you

Take a breath before you talk to me
I can't stand the way you look at me
The way you're glaring, the way you're standing
With your head tilt and your

The beetch that bore him now
Is in heat

The hounds lick their chops

Quietly


Tilt at windmills

trust you to stay?

As I watch you tilt at windmills
And our fairytales encode
Let me write a different coder
Where we walk a different road

Hey, I hope

you cannot kill
Countless lifelines in an infinite storm
The spirit that denies tilts at windmills
Line the margins of your faith
Which line line

gonna be?

Can't wait to keep you company.

They'd see you tilt at windmills
Sunflowers held out to sea,
The bedsheets like ship sails on the balcony
We'd

Force pills
Tilt the windmills
Talk Radio
Talk Radio
Talk Radio
Talk Radio
Talk!

with lies
I see your smile
and your heart how it cries

aimless warriors
with weapons sent from heaven
to tilt at windmills
no sins will be forgiven

Everybody Says Don't

Barbra Streisand

Back to Broadway

1993

say sail, tilt at the windmill
And if you fail you fail

Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't get out of line
When they

is my name
But you call me Dulcinea
Have it your way

Call me Dulcinea
Cry, if you want
Over the heart you
Won't bury for me
Tilt at your windmills
cnd

say sail
Tilt at the windmill
And if you fail, you fail

Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't
Everybody says
Don't get out of line
When

ourselves back 
Wandering between the fallen 
Building cairns in dark cols 
Where windmills tilt against the wind 
Telling tales in numbers carved on stone 

The Country Boy Song

Granger Smith

Dirt Road Driveway

2013

to gut hogs
Like to swim in the creek with my bird dog, uh huh
This is the country boy song

Chew it up, spit it out
Crack a cold one and tilt it

suffering except the rattlesnakes
But if you were running barefoot through the desert hills
I'd saddle up beside you in your war against the windmills
Now

Yellow brick road with the car on tilt
K t double where its kill or be killed
Table cloth pulled under the glass no spill
Car champagne I still drink

like the helicopta
You can't fight me, I'm the motherfucking windmill
We are all okay, but the party's ill
So forget the breakfast, the party won't stop

the knowing days

Well the war has come, it's a war of words
A war to see Who will lead the herd
What you gonna do?
We're headed full tilt for dystopia

the sound
Don't you love me baby
Cherish me and love me, put no one above me
Don't you love me baby
Up and down with the sound
A slight tilt
In the midsection

maior Bboy que limpe
O chão com um windmill
Emito skill sem postura educada
E como se espera, vim do nada fera indomada

Eu limpo a merda acompanhado do

slowly generating power like a windmill.
To make this fourth world tilt, shake up my trajectory on this pivotal state of mind (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I'm

Train runs empty my thoughts all in spindles 
Not a click goes by not a click goes by
Tilt my hat a towards the new horizons 
Years of my life dust

I can't see anything through the fog
But windmills turning

Ellie curls next to me
Heart rate slowing

Words are lost in the drown
Wavering quietly