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