Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Windmill

Things can't get any worse right?  So they must get better.  I am going to take the high road.. the better path.. I am going to look for the light at the end of the tunnel.. and the grass that's greener on the other side... Rome wasn't built in a day you know.. and I really shouldn't count my chickens before they hatch.  But I must remember there's no smoke without fire and barking dogs seldom bite.  I certainly have the will which means there is a way... but that's easier said than done.  I don't give myself credit where credit is due... and I don't practice what I preach.  First things first though... I will look on the brighter side and there is no use crying over spilt milk. 

Plus... you know what they say..?   Dead men tell no tales.

Windmill, Windmill for the land.
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is sinking, falling down
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?

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