The Windmill And The Lance
The frible man was in demand
In the fading frost of March's queen
He disapears in trails of tears
Lanterns on the arch of Constantine
Between the windmill and the lance
This is where I make my stand
Before opponents can advance
Between the windmill and the lance
The interloper came to blows
with mariachis in the mist
He walks away in disarray
from every train he ever missed
Between the windmill and the lance
This is where I make my stand
Before opponents can advance
Between the windmill and the lance
What do you slay Don Quixote
when all the windmills dissipate?
Empires crumble, heroes stumble
Too late to bar and brace the gate
Between the windmill and the lance
This is where I make my stand
Before opponents can advance
Between the windmill and the lance
Between the windmill and the lance
This is where I make my stand
Before opponents can advance
Between the windmill and the lance
copyright Ben New 2017
