Alec Betterley - The Turning Mill lyrics

Mothers and daughters at first little bloom Come place your petals at dust under moon The prairie draw close for a father and son Sing for the lost, gather round They answer all, bear they witness to war They take their places and make it run forth It goes in circles and gives to them power Sing for the lost, gather round Gather round, watch it spin for she Gather round, watch it spin for she Wind it up, let it win for me and Turn it round til the sunshine Gather round, watch it spin for she Gather round, watch it spin for she Wind it up, let it win for me and Turn it round til the sun Mothers and sisters from near and away Swim with the swimming and march you in place That in the distance and smoke and the sand Sing for the lost, gather round She dreamt a dream where the city was blessed Wind it was running from east and from west She place a hand on his heart and his strings Sing for the lost, gather round Gather round, watch it spin for she Gather round, watch it spin for she Wind it up, let it win for me and Turn it round til the sunshine Gather round, watch it spin for she Gather round, watch it spin for she Wind it up, let it win for me and Turn it round til the sun