These Windmills: Mere Mortals

Living the Good Life

I left for dead

My sorrowful Midwest

Well, I did my best

To keep my head

But I can't help it now Looking for faces in the clouds I got some friends I barely see But we're all planning to meet We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves All together for eternity

But don't you weep (don't you weep for them) Don't you weep (don't you weep) There is no one as lucky Honey, don't you weep (don't you weep for them) Don't you weep (don't you weep) There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free Or free, or free, or free There's nothing, there's nothing, there's nothing...

All I can do is say things will be fine Some days we will be And all I can do is say things will be fine Some days we will be in the same town

The things you've said are hanging in the middle of my mind Tonight, I can't turn 'em off I try to worry for your soul but I forget to all the time I'm in a twisted web and I can't pull my head from it

Yes, her hands may be hardened from labor

And her dress may not be very fine

But a heart in her bosom is beating

That is true to her class and her kind

And the grafters in terror are trembling

When her spite and defiance she'll hurl

For the only and thoroughbred lady

Is the Rebel Girl

But only love can break your heart Try to be sure right from the start Yes, only love can break your heart But if your world should fall apart I was always thinking... I was always thinking... I was always thinking... I was always thinking... I was always thinking... I was always thinking...