1
From where I stood
I could see the tides receding
Counting on the up leaves me
Counting on the down, it seems
Steady, steady calm
I am the language of the windmill
And though I cannot tell
Where my body meets the ground, it seems
In a fashioned line
I am uncertain and untied
On fractured thoughts and broken sentences
And after all is done
I can lie down and shut my eyes
Of open air and without fences
When I stop my head
I can feel the movement swelling
It's coming up around
It's always coming up around, it seems
In a fashioned line
I am uncertain and untied
On fractured thoughts and broken sentences
And after all is done
I can lie down and shut my eyes
Of open air and without fences
I could see the tides receding
Counting on the up leaves me
Counting on the down, it seems
Steady, steady calm
I am the language of the windmill
And though I cannot tell
Where my body meets the ground, it seems
In a fashioned line
I am uncertain and untied
On fractured thoughts and broken sentences
And after all is done
I can lie down and shut my eyes
Of open air and without fences
When I stop my head
I can feel the movement swelling
It's coming up around
It's always coming up around, it seems
In a fashioned line
I am uncertain and untied
On fractured thoughts and broken sentences
And after all is done
I can lie down and shut my eyes
Of open air and without fences
Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
The Best of Everything
Far from Home
Far from Home
ive lost time in this stupid life of mine
Camacazi Helmets
Camacazi Helmets
1
i hear the seduction of new liberalistic pleasure in your cd
Death of Anna Karina, The
Death of Anna Karina, The
1
shoestring (web of dharma, with dr chud)
Michael Graves
Michael Graves
(return Of) The Electric Horseman
Powderfinger
Powderfinger
1