I lost it long ago
Not sure there isn't a road I don't know
Just moments of water off my skin
Just rolling water within
Back to front
Roundabout
Cry your words out
Spinning, nascent
The turning swell
There's a time of long ago
Echoed in my silver hair
Faint as footprints in the snow
That lead to nowhere
Back to front
Roundabout
Cry your words out
Spinning, nascent
The turning swell
Just moments of water off my skin
Just rolling water within
Not sure there isn't a road I don't know
I lost it long ago
