Storm Windows
John Prine
I can hear the wheels
Of the automobiles
So far away
Just moving along through the drifting snow
It's times like these
When the temperatures freeze
I sit alone
Looking at the world through a storm window
And down on the beach
The sandman sleeps
Time don't fly
It bounds and leaps
And a country band
That plays for keeps
They play it so slow

Don't let your baby down
Don't let your baby down
Don't let your baby down

Well the spirits were high
'Til the well went dry
For so long
The raven at my window
Was only a crow
I bought the rights
To the inside fights
And watched a man
Just beating his hand
Against a storm window
While miles away
O'er hills and steams
A candle burns
A witch's dreams
And silence is golden
'Til it screams
Right through your bones

Storm windows
Gee but I'm getting old
Storm windows
Keep away the cold

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