[00:03.000]The kettle clicks and then is still,
[00:08.133]The fridge has shut its nightly chill,
[00:13.267]The tabletop is bare and white,
[00:18.378]The quiet pours into the night.
[00:23.489]My mind becomes a spinning top,
[00:28.622]The twirling never gets its rest,
[00:33.800]It tilts and hums and will not stop,
[00:37.000]And spins the silence in my chest.
[00:41.444]The lake is holding up the sky,
[00:46.533]The mountain breathes a quiet sigh,
[00:51.667]But I am turning, turning still,
[00:56.844]A wheel that never gets its fill.
[01:01.867]The lake is holding up the sky,
[01:07.011]The mountain breathes a quiet sigh,
[01:12.100]The spinning loops behind my eyes,
[01:16.767]A carousel without a prize.
[01:24.867]My mind becomes a spinning top,
[01:29.978]The twirling never gets its rest,
[01:35.156]It tilts and hums and will not stop,
[01:38.356]And spins the silence in my chest.
[01:42.789]The lake is holding up the sky,
[01:47.833]The mountain breathes a quiet sigh,
[01:52.944]But I am turning, turning still,
[01:58.100]A wheel that never gets its fill.
[02:03.167]The lake is holding up the sky,
[02:08.233]The mountain breathes a quiet sigh,
[02:13.322]The spinning loops behind my eyes,
[02:18.144]A carousel without a prize.