Whiskey, Windmills, and Ghosts ©
Riff Beach Original - 2018 (RiffWerx)
Sixty years of searching
With no direction known
A King without a Castle
A Queen in search of Home
Still, here we are….
Charging Windmills, Chasing Ghosts
More used to feel so special……
Now, Less feels more like Most
Less feels more like Most
Pre-Chorus
But, what know we of Windmills?
And, what know we of Ghosts?
Blessed is the morning light
That tears away the night...
Chorus - Bridge
(Yet) There you are
……..and, Lord, here I am
Just be my Whiskey, Woman
I’ll be your Hell-bent Man
Will you play me for a fool?
Will you take me as I am?
What shall we conquer today,
Together - or - alone?
Any Dragons left to slay?
Or, best leave flesh to bone?

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