Lyrics

Like a hamster on a wheel running 'round and 'round And 'round towards a big crowd I was not living my true provoked my own death Was a type of suicide, it is tragic because I lost you When really (I love you) guess one Has to find their truth in the living world We began with rolled rock, first there was one then two Then three as time went on (fluid sand) So did our desires evolve providing a change Mass was further broken down, it became shifting sand Eroding to powder (stack of dust) But matter needed to sculpt a new walk line