Everything is turning back.
Towards the end that was the start.
When i look in the mirror.
All i see is me.
The turning of time.
And the hands of the clock.
Wind, wind, wind, tik tok.
As the days all drag together.
When all i see is the end.
What is there to say?
Everything went from begginning.
To the end, in less then a minute.
You can't see it, just by looking.
But everything always turns.
One time it's looking up.
Then it goes right back down.
Towards the end that was the start.
When i look in the mirror.
All i see is me.
The turning of time.
And the hands of the clock.
Wind, wind, wind, tik tok.
As the days all drag together.
When all i see is the end.
What is there to say?
Everything went from begginning.
To the end, in less then a minute.
You can't see it, just by looking.
But everything always turns.
One time it's looking up.
Then it goes right back down.
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