Turn of the Century

Passing over daytime
Sun raising high or low on the horizon
And the moon to sink and climb
We give meaning but there is no reason

The messengers of change
Needing to love never ends at all
We cannot rearrange, it's how we move
It's how we move in space

Turn of the century, circle in time
Roundabout memory, blink of an eye

The messengers of change
Needing to love never ends at all
We cannot rearrange, it's how we move
It's how we move in space

Turn of the century, circle in time (It's your life, it's your life)
Roundabout memory, blink of an eye

The ballet of stars of once was
Hard to see past the colors of the world
It's about how to give place
Therefore we move in space

It's just a circle, it's just a circle in time
With no beginning, and there's no finish line
Try to outrun it, like doing laps with the Sun
Light years beyond you, around again, it's coming

Turn of the century, circle in time (It's your life, it's your life)
Roundabout memory, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): David Kemper, Saskia Peters-kok
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