The High Llamas
Tilting Windmills
I confess it's hard to see
Where the chain hoist used to be
And it’s waiting to be found
Turn this little gem around
Mine's a bright and cool affair
Simple gestures get you there
All in all they tumble in
Crafty tie and shifty grin
Tilting windmills, sandy dune
Banjo pickers take time to tune
Steep ascents and sleeping stone
Once adrift and left alone
Shredders working overtime
As the climbers start the climb
Tilting windmills, sandy dune
Banjo pickers take time to tune
Tilting windmills stand alone
Banjo pickers have all gone home
Tilting windmills, sandy dune
Banjo pickers take time to tune
Tilting windmills stand alone
Banjo pickers have all gone home