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  1. Windmill

From the recording Other People's Lives

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Vocal, guitar: Terra Spencer
Vocal, guitar: Mike T. Kerr

Lyrics

I played my granddad's old guitar when no one was around
I studied Chet and tried to get close to that gentle sound
The piano keys were company in a world of black and white
Broadway shows and Billy Joel in the glow of basement light

Over time the tunes and rhymes became my greatest joys
Felt I belonged in the world of songs making stories and making noise
I get to spend my time with friends spread all across the land
Who helped me write, way late at night, and welcomed me into the band

When you find the thing that makes you sing and gets you out of bed
That takes away cares of the day and leaves a song instead
Give up the race, find dreams to chase and follow where they lead
Don’t waste your time waiting like a windmill for the breeze

Noah waited forty days, it took me forty years
To find the courage and the words for the music in my ears
No one’s getting younger, but it’s not too late to start
If you can find a beat that moves your feet and lines up with your heart

When you find the thing that makes you sing and gets you out of bed
That wipes away cares of the day and leaves a song instead
Give up the race, find dreams to chase, and follow where they lead
Don’t waste your time waiting like a windmill for the breeze