Up on a hill, as the day dissolves With my pencil turning moments into life One by one, all the stars appear As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away, like the night sky In the million insect storm the constellations form On a hill, under a raven sky I have no idea exactly where I've been
Some kind of change Some kind of spinning away With every single line Moving further out in time
Spinning away, like the night sky (Some kind of spinning away) I have no idea exactly where I've been
And it's here and there And here and there Some kind of spinning away
And here and there Some kind of spinning away And here and there
And here and there Some kind of spinning away And here and there