Tilting At Windmills
LYRICS:
Under covers in my bed
Something crawls around in my head
Can’t tell my heartbeat
From the constant pounding on my door
Why are they coming
Tell me, what are they here for
Hearing something no one said
In nightmare’s embrace
Though I’m awake
Is this my fate
So this is what it’s like now
The turning of the leaves
To sit and sense the seasons
The spaces in between
There is so much here
That I have never seen
(To engage in conflict with an imagined opponent. This metaphoric expression alludes to the hero of Miguel de Cervantes' Don Quixote, who rides with his lance at full tilt against a row of windmills, which he mistakes for evil giants.)
