Still Windmills

I know there's potential,
Like still windmills, still windmills that lurch into life,
to be activated and energised.

Just like all that's waiting to get made stacked up and filed in brain cell hallways,
you anticipate the day that everything will somehow click into place, why wait?

I know there's potential,
Like still windmills, still windmills that lurch into life,
to be activated and energised.

I know it's a precipice, not saying its a piece of piss
but we'll never generate if under a looming skyscraper you impassively stand, why wait?

I know there's potential,
Like still windmills, still windmills to lurch into life,
to be activated and energised.

I know there's potential.