The Sanctions - Windsor's on My Mind Lyrics

Sixty-three miles out of San Francisco life is quiet and time is slow
Oak trees and sweet pastries
All the shops in the town green they close their doors at eight

You could walk end to end in less than an hour small-town feeling
With the poppy flowers
Between Healdsburg and Santa Rosa
Can't find it on a map but come on I'll show ya

The car is packed with instruments
But Windsor's on my mind
Said mom I'm never coming back
But Windsor's on my mind
I wanted to get far away
From the county of cabernet
I'm missing the summer green
And Windsor's on my mind

Windsor's on my mind
But Windsor's on my mind

I don't know what the future holds
Is anyone else in control of me?
I don't know if there's someone up there
Knows how it unfolds for me

Friends who got older
Moving on
Can't we just live in these strings and fender amplifiers
Smiling on the Phoenix days
I'd pay to do it every day thank you, Jim and Tom

But my car is packed with instruments
But Windsor's on my mind
Said mom I'm never coming back
But Windsor's on my mind
I wanted to get far away
From the county of cabernet
I'm missing the summer green
And Windsor's on my mind

Homesick, skin thick, I want my old crowd
Detached, unscathed I need my Brooke's Road South
Homesick, skin thick, I want my old crowd
Detached, unscathed I need my Brooke's Road South
Homesick, skin thick, I want my old crowd
Detached, unscathed I need my Brooke's Road South
Homesick, skin thick, I want my old crowd
Detached, unscathed I need my Brooke's Road South

I never thought I'd miss this town
But Windsor's on my mind
I never thought I'd miss this town
But Windsor's on my mind