John Webster
Moody Windows
Moody windows
It's a strange way Mr. Wind blows
Feel like I died and was born again
In a drift of snow

My oh my when I turn my face towards the sky
What I see is a bitter grey
Unfortunately for me it is the mirror
Of my soul today
But you see now if the sun up in the sky
Decided to shine
Might hurt my eyes might make me
Break down and cry

Moody windows
It's a strange way Mr. Wind blows
Feel like I've been sailing the open seas
Without a boat

Tryin' to find a way of feeling fine
Yeah I like to take my medicine with a little wine
It's so hard to look at yourself
It's easier to lay the blame with somebody else
A wise man said you can't be free
Till you reach the lowest down
Till you see your earthly things all
Burning to the ground
Life you don't play fair you throw all my cards up into the air
Just when you see that my ace is high
Don't want to stay and play, want to run away
Yeah get up on my camel's back and ride
But you see no matter where you run
It will follow close behind
It will make you strong if it don't
Break down your mind

See I don't trust that wind cause
It's a burning up my back
Feel I'm tied and
The train is rollin' down the railroad track
Which way do you turn
Which way do you go
Will you live or die
Nobody nobody knows