i see a circle
it keeps spinning in a place
inside my head, my body, my mind
it roams round, comes back around
its made of wind, like cyclone, like tornado
it takes everything with its current
i walk in a straight line,
it suddenly appears, messing everything inside me
its becoming a storm
and im caught up in the middle of it all
it brings thunder as its lightening sword
it wont let me stand still
it keeps sweep me of my feet
it keeps ruining the rythm o' my life
thee keep ruining the rythm o' my life
thee, are it.
