Spinning on an axis The mill wheel goes round Universes lost in its wake Raceways take me down to a distant cove Cold river drift me away Grind stones Make dust of memories And my bones Come the machinery Drifting through the cosmos The mill wheel goes round Atoms in the fabric of space Spilling water back into the rippling tides On crests we see what light yonder breaks Grind stones Make dust of memories And my bones Come the machinery See you walking on the shore Your dress in the breeze Summer sun it shines on your face Spilling light across the water Glitters as gold A new tomorrow ushers his way Grind stones Make dust of memories And my bones Come the machineryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
