Spinning & Spiraling Video (MV)

The Sun comes up and you escape your cocoon
You drive to work and into a room
Then you get your fill and drive back to your house
Now go back to your cocoon and become a louse
And it repeats, doing backflips around the stars
And it's spinning around, like a key in a car
Just waiting for the spiral to triple
Then maybe your fate will cause a ripple
The stars, were they set by some thinking hand
Or just scattered in air without any plan
What if our lives are just sand washed up on a beach
Waiting to return to the endless Black Sea

But what if the black sea is small, like a speck in a pan
And hangs in a void, far vaster than that
Spinning outwards across this darkened jewel
Spinning into the stars without any rule
We are but one eye that floats through the dark
Like a star in a galaxy, over an arc
Hanging like pendant lights set in a bar
No ship is advanced enough to see this radar
The cycles you see, like the phase of the Moon
Sweep through everything, like a pan and a broom
These clocks keep winding, they will not stop
And they'll make you keep running even if you drop
But these clocks have grown heavy, they droop off the walls
With crude tongues that hang out of their broken jaws
Now they have grown dizzy, and birds come and go
Pouring out their meaning, and onwards it flows