The New Windmills of Crete

Skywatch

Round, like a circle in a spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel.
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon,
Like a carousel that’s turning
Running rings around the moon.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it’s face,
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space.
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.

The New Crete Windmills

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it’s own,
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone.
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream,
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it’s face,
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space.
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.

High on the Mountains

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head.
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said?
Lovers walk along the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand,
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand.

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song,
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair?

Crete Wind Turbine Close Up

Like a circle in a spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel,
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel.
As the images unwind,
Like the circles that you find,
In the windmills of your mind.

The Lyric ‘Windmills of your mind’ was written by Sting and featured as theme to the film, The Thomas Crown Affair.