my winding wheel
Although I haven't had much to say lately, rest assured I've been a bundle of feelings. It just so happens that sometimes those feelings are neatly expressed by other people's lyrics. Ryan Adams nails the experience of longing that I've had tugging on my insides recently. I've certainly got a winding wheel in mind.
This is the best I can do at the moment:
Well nighttime let her through
Yeah I'm talking to you
I wanna see her
Precious little thing
With eyes that dance around
Without their clothes
So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me
Or better still
Be my winding wheel
Cause I feel just like a map
Without a single place to go of interest
And I'm further North than South
If I could shut my mouth
She'd probably like this
So buy a pretty dress
And wear it out tonight
For all the boys you think could out do me
Or better still
Be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel
Well the children laugh and sing
A song that ushers in her driving rain
And I'm standing in the station
like some old record waiting on a train
So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me
Or better still
Be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel