The Windmills of Your Mind - Hose Felichiano

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The Windmills of Your Mind Round like a circle in a spiral  Like a wheel within a wheel  Never ending or beginning  On an ever spinning reel Like a snowball down the mountain  Or a carnival balloon  Like a carousel that's turning  Running rings around the moon   Like a clock whose hands are sweeping  Past the minutes on its face  And the world is like an apple  Whirling silently in space Like the circles that you find  In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow  To a tunnel of its own  Down the highway to a cavern  Where the sun has never shone   Like a door that keeps revolving  In a half forgotten dream  Of the ripples from a pebble  Someone tosses in the stream   Like a clock whose hands are sweeping  Past the minutes on its face  And the world is like an apple  Whirling silently in space   Like the circles that you find  In the windmills of your mind Like a tunnel that you follow  To a tunnel of its own  Down the highway to a cavern  Where the sun has never shone

Like a door that keeps revolving  In a half forgotten dream  Of the ripples from a pebble  Someone tosses in the stream   Keys that jingle in your pocket  Words that jangle in your head  Why did summer go so quickly?  Was it something that you said   Lovers walk along the shore  And leave their foot-prints in the sand  Is the sound of distant drumming  Just the fingers of your hand   Pictures hanging in the hallway  And the fragment of a song  Half remembered names and faces  But to whom do they belong

When you knew that it was over  In the autumn of goodbyes  For a moment you could not recall  The color of his eyes   Round like a circle in a spiral  Like a wheel within a wheel  Never ending or beginning  On an ever spinning reel   Like a snowball down the mountain Or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's turning Running rings around the moon   As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of you mind

The Windmills of Your Mind - Hose Feliciano