Revolving Man Lyrics

seems we're ready
must we be?
living life to its scripting
no real substance. no release.

seems so long-never seem to learn
continue to cover our hands

time breaks my back
as we reach for the sun: will we burn our hands?
yet i'm resolute; yes i'm feeling fine
can't stop chasing; no limit on time

sinks his teeth into
what he knows.
giving all - to what will grow
mist of missed opportunities. release.