The Whirlings

The rushing, whirling wind
over and over again
I'm with you without end
I guess I'll see you soon, friend

The rushing, whirling wind
round and round we spin
as beginning eats its end
I guess I'll see you soon, friend

You stop the whirling wind that spins in my head
as beginning eats its end I wish I was
with you without end
I guess I'll see you soon...
and be with you again



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Brian Kille, Jason Richard Simon, Stephen Michael Mccarty
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