Got moving early and I couldn’t stop
had to catch up with the sun
I’m very mindful; the work ain’t done
in this endless climb
I don’t give up on my beat-up car
Yea It always arrives
It isn’t fast
but it’s alive
Moving out of the circle
trying to get ahead of my head
flying to the uncertain
and I never land
The range of people that I hang with
makes me wonder about myself
Each one of them is a different part
in the whole that I am
Where do I say thanks for all I’ve got?
Which part am I in the end?
Well, are they me?
Or am I them?
Moving out of the circle
trying to get ahead of my head
flying to the uncertain
and I never land
Moving around in circles
trying to get myself out of bed
flying to the uncertain
and I never land