Like a turning of the sun
The ocean of dreams rises and falls
Sending those upon it over the crest, yet again
From trough to peak, the hypnotic resonance
Is warm to the mind, despite the cold
Like a turning of the sun
The two ships lean in the firm breeze
Sails full and course uncertain
The dying light burning the sky to
Remind all of the violence about
Like a turning of the sun
We are drawn once more to the same place
Where the tomorrow's become yesterday's and
The fading light is restored yet again
Here we are, yet again
Here we are, yet again
Like a turning of the sun
Like the vast mass of luminous gas revolving on its axis
The surface swirling with beauty and fury
In that it will return in a tomorrow
Like a turning of the sun