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  1. Windows

A window becomes a metaphor for life's ever winding path

Lyrics

Windows
B. Gibson

Windows shine but age with time, the cracks begin to show
Sunlight streams through broken dreams
and memories that it knows

If I knew then what I know now I never would have tried
To travel down that broken path without you by my side

This old window’s seen it all, the seasons come and go
Rain and tears, half wrecked careers, the worn patina shows

Tomorrow’s visions danced across that
glass that brightly shined
Falling like tin soldiers all surrendering in time

Ring the bells of amity and visit with old friends
Funny how the time can heal old scars that failed to mend

Aging windows weaken and the paint begins to fade
Moments drift like falling leaves, the clever masquerade

The winding path of reticence mired in reverie
This vessel sails for everyman swimming in this sea

Life’s parades and cheap charades surround me with their spell
Lessons that I should have learned still hiding in their shell
Seven wonders, years of blunders, days will take their toll
Pining over consequence, the candle’s burning low

Now the sleet is blowing and the sky is turning grey
Shivers running down my back, its grip is holding sway
A thousand times I looked right through that window just to find
The dominoes have fallen on the truths I left behind

The winding path of reticence mired in reverie
This vessel sails for everyman swimming in this sea