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Well I guess we’re like two planets, together we spin
Around one another and the centre we’re orbiting
When I get too far from you, you always pull me in
When I get too close well you push me back out again
And the great wheel turns around
Time don’t make a sound
It creeps silently along
The minutes turn to years
The future disappears
The past will soon be gone
I am coming home, I am coming home
I’m a fish in a river, suspended in time
The river flows past me, but I’m stuck on a line
You try and reel me in, I try to swim away
The line holds fast, who’ll be the first to give way
And the great wheel turns around
Time don’t make a sound
It creeps silently along
The minutes turn to years
The future disappears
The past will soon be gone
I am coming home, I am coming home
Home is with the earth, and the dust and the clay
All lights fade, all songs all sounds decay
All things in common, all life is one
Our recycled bodies sing just one note in the song
And the great wheel turns around
Time don’t make a sound
It creeps silently along
The minutes turn to years
The future disappears
The past will soon be gone
I am coming home, I am coming home