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and child walking down by the canyon
Lately, my thoughts are still
With them there as they spin round,
Round in a boyhood daydream
Spin round
Way up yonder above the sky
A bluebird lived in a jaybird's eye

Buckeye Jim, you can't go
Go weave and spin, you can't go
Buckeye Jim

Way up
Listen day by day
Post the work you share
Drownin' in a lifetime
Watchin' the silver blowin' hair
Watchin' the first [light in the?]
Catching
Listen day by day
Post the work you share
Drivin’ in a lifetime
Watching the silver blowing hair
Watching the cats lined in a row
Catching eyes
human-hindered eyes
Unequal to the sweeping curve of life
Stand on this single print of time

Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
The hour of souls is the night by your side 
the whisper of angels, your breath 
I sleep behind the moon 
with your slender hand in mine
out of control
Try to recover, but collide with each other
We spin out of control

Something I can't change
I was born in a place
That lives by
She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so
of dominance now obsolete
Un-possessed by all men
Won't men murmur of all your kin
Spin around and tell no lies

Boys they had, they had their say
And that
I watch you spin from afar
I drink you in and breath you out
I'm camouflaged by the time-line
I'm camouflaged when the sun shines

Two ships
Everything spins, everything spins on my head
Everything spins, everything spins, everything spins on my head
Everything spins, everything spins, everything
Bodies spin in a clockwork dance
The smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance

How I prayed just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Just step away and let the world spin

And now in turn, you turn
You kneel, lace up his shoes, your little blue-eyed boy
Take him by his hand, go
high gain
Cast our skins
Covered by a thin membrane

To let the sound come in
To let the bowels spin
To let love come in

And we could use
She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes

There's a hole in my
The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've
The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've
sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be he's
human-hindered eyes
Unequal to the sweeping curve of life
Stand on this single print of time

Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He who is chosen by she

Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
Could it be he's
He trembles in the bitter wind
Until it's time for us to speak
Whilst others here are sleeping sound
I'll slip away by floorboard creak

Upon
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes

There's a hole in
Sally, drinking that wine
In the days gone by, talking all out of my mind
Drinking that wine, talking all out of my mind

Spin and turning in
mek a solemn promise
To tek care a lickle Jim
An try mi bes fi look out fi him
 
Mama, I really did try mi bes
But none a di less
Sorry fi tell ya