Terry Hall -The Windmills Of Your Mind Chords

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Round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [F] a wheel, never ending or loop.
Down a hollow to [Bb] a cavern, where the sun has [Ebm] never shone.
Like a door that [Eb] keeps revolving in a half [Abm]-forgotten dream.
Or the [Db] ripples from a pebble someone [Bb] tosses in [Gb] a stream.
Like a [B] clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of [F] its face.
And the world is [Bb] like an apple whirling [Am] silently in space.
Like the circles that you [Bb] find in the windmills [Ebm] of your mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Ebm] _ Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your [Abm] head.
Why did summer go [Db] so quickly, was it something [Gb] that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints [B] in the sand.
It's the sound [F] of fists and drumming, just the fingers [Bbm] of your hand.
Pictures hanging in a [Ebm] hallway and the fragments of [Abm] a song.
Half-remembered names [Db] and faces, but to whom do they [Gb] belong?
When you knew that it [B] was over, you were suddenly [F] aware. _
That the autumn [Ebm] leaves were turning [Bb] to the colour of [Ebm] her hair.
A circle in a spiral, a wheel within a [F] wheel.
Never-ending [Bb] or beginning on an [Ab] ever [Am]-spinning reel.
As [F] the [Ebm] images unwind, like the circles that you find [Bb] in the windmills [Eb] of your mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
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