Windstorm

B Windmills cut thru E The void dividing the imagined and true C#m The eyes neglect to see what the heart pursues A But my heart finds a dream in these unseen hues in the untouchable B That’s not to say E That I don’t feel the limitations and the E Drop from the expectation C#m It’s not naive, but the heart of creation A is the only thing proven true to me B E C#m A B When the fire’s burnin from sky to ground E Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm C#m When the fire’s burnin from sky to ground A Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm B E C#m A B Time past has thrown shadows over my shoulder E That as ghosts owned movement of my desires C#m Lost like a stone cast as a wish into a A Well with no sound, no answer at the end B How can i say E It’s wrong to feel the limitations and the E Drop from the expectation. C#m It’s not naive, but the heart of creation A is the only thing proven true to me B When the fire’s burnin from sky to ground E Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm C#m When the fire’s burnin from sky to ground A Swing my weight around, begin the windstorm