"F-fine…" I say quietly, putting my headphones back on, and pause for a moment before singing. Windmill, Windmill for the land. Turn forever hand in hand Take it all there on your stride It is sinking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in…?
I tap my foot, and start singing again. Deaf chords, dead ends Sling set can't meet their demands Dumb whores, best friends Infinity guitars, go 'head
Street wars, straight men Cowboys, Indians Red souls, red friends Infinity guitars I look over at a nearby guitar, and grab it, playing the guitar solo in the song.