I keep seeing these reflections
Deep in the currents back to me
They walk among us living in our company

Down in the darkness down beneath the wake
I'll turn these waters
You are scattered like light from a sunbeam
Piercing the heart of an old dream
Spinning me out
In the open

I keep on having these visions of a road
Down in the desert my fires unfold

Their spirits wander
You are scattered like light from a sunbeam
Piercing the heart of an old dream
That's spinning me out in the open
You're spinning me out in the open

You're spinning me out
You're spinning me out
You're spinning me out

You are scattered like light from a sunbeam
Piercing the heart of an oak tree
That tower if not for the pines
You're spinning me out of my mind