The Windmill by Michael Beauchamp-Cohen & Brian Koenigsknecht
Tracklist
| 1. | Michael Beauchamp-Cohen & Brian Koenigsknecht - The Windmill | 3:20 |
Lyrics
The Windmill
These dark days I wear a blank disguise
But it all still hurts like hell
With all the rain and tears I’ve cried
It’s no trouble to fill up the well
But what’s the use in an old broken windmill
That no longer frees water from the ground
I feel everything
But no longer sing
Even when the wind comes around
My glory days are somewhere framed
In a black and white photograph
There are fragments of me
Buried so deeply
And the seasons sing my epitaph
So what good is an old faded photograph
Our lives framed in shadows and lines
I can’t break through the frame to you
Even with my hot hands on the glass
I feel everything but no longer sing
Even when the wind comes around
I have loved a string of scattered things
Odds and ends that won’t reform
Around the yard lie broken wings
Of a wheel that just helps me mourn
Credits
Michael Beauchamp-Cohen - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Brian Koenigsknecht - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Recorded live and Produced at La Luna Recording and Sound by Ian Gorman in Kalamazoo, Michigan








