Goodnight, Guinevere
The Handheld Wind Machines
There were chairs on the rooftopsAnd coats in the closetAwaiting the winterAnd that was the yearThat the treesShared their seedsWhen the leaves made their wayTo the tips and the topsOf our guttersAnd we flew them awayWith our handheldWind machinesAnd I swear that we flew away, tooAnd I swear that we flew away, tooOoh ooh ohThere was a man in a bed by machinesAnd a grandmother, strong by his sideAnd the rings on their fingers announced"I am yours"The family awaited the newsLetras de cancionesIn a white-washed waiting roomAnd they prayed for the miracleIn the absence of a cureBut he flew away, tooHe flew away, tooOoh ooh ohThere's a graveyard three miles awayFrom the house with the treesAnd the trees with the seedsAnd I visit your stone in the weedsAnd I sing your favorite songsAnd the sound of the wind through the treesIs a spirit that God could not keep And it comforts my sun'Til my soul is set freeAnd I'll fly away, tooI'll fly away, tooOoh ooh ohI'll fly away, too
From Letras Mania