Album: Listen to the Band
See the lazy windmills slowly turning
Cutting up the marble canyons of the sky.
See the dust around my feet go churning,
Moving with the winds down the highways of goodbye.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
Looking over maps of memories for the road.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
With the unexpected destination of my home.
Help the thoughts I'm thinking speak inside
As that same old wave of loneliness returns.
And I can see you when I close my eyes,
Speaking very softy as you turn.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
Looking over maps of memories for the road.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
With the unexpected destination of my home.
[Instrumental]
Now I must go.
Pull and let go.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
Looking over maps of memories for the road.
Standing in the lonely light of the silver moon.
With the unexpected destination of my home.