Well I'm down on my knees
praying for Him to take it away
take it away from me
away from me

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

I can't control my thoughts.
They race like painted darts,
at invisible enemies
the windmills of Don Quixote.

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

God, grant me the serenity
to accept the things I can't change.
Not knowing what I can't change, 
but knowing that You will show me the way.

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

Windmills (demo)

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