As I Wind Down the Pines

Lyrics
As I wind down the pines It's the lines on your face Playing on your face Without thinking so much As abandoning thought I went through open country Over water, meadows, streams Lakes and wires and roosts in reeds To a nest in the hole of this dead tree To play without stopping or pause Not for silence, not for applause Not without thinking And thinking is abandoning thought As I wind down the pines It's the lines on your face Playing on your face
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Credits
- Producers
- Mark Vreeken
- Steve Berlin