Burning Windmill

Round

In the center of the circle
That you thought would never end
'Till the walls began to crumble,
The Future started to bend
There beyond the black horizon
Was a light long self-denied
As the Son began his breakthrough
Shook the walls that were inside
And the water all around you
Was the flow of frozen tears
When you thought that they might drown you
His salvation held you near....
You were born across the line
As a circle of decline

As you walk through lonesome doorways
Can you hear him in the wind?
He is calling you from your ways
That have drifted into sin
You're so sure in your conviction
That He cannot know your pain
But He bore the crucifixion
And died whispering your name
Did you think that He must hate you
That you are His crown of thorns?
He never forsakes those who
Bear his mark and are reborn........
Though He seems so hard to find
There's a pathway in your mind

All your life you’ve felt the demons
But you buried them inside
Every day to you a season
With the harvest blood and pride
Lovers could not give you more
And yet your loneliness remained
Because all the grain you stored
Knew that it would be tearstained
As the tide in desperation
Tries to cling onto the shore
Meekly returns to its station
Always knowing it needs more
But today you’ve felt the Son
Your inner-sense knows you’ve become
A burning windmill turning
To the presence in the air

Though the world around is darkness
Failure falling to decline
Self-pity is its songstress
As it’s running out of time
Let the Son begin to shine,
Make your faith within a sign.
That you’re held by the divine