"Don Quixote Blues" lyrics
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
Out by the river where philosophers debate
The heavens are singing with rain upon the lake
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
The night begins to shiver
The shadows start to shake
The moon shifts, the sun eclipses
The painting fades away
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
Out by the river where philosophers debate
The heavens are singing with rain upon the lake
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
The night begins to shiver
The shadows start to shake
The moon shifts, the sun eclipses
The painting fades away
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within
The profane see the windmill
The saints see the wind
When love and hate and fear awake
We disappear within, disappear within
