Lyrics:

In the wheel of turning circles In an orbit of the moon Through a maze of moving pathways There floats a spinning spoon In spite of its existence A test for weary heads A marker for the new man The road ahead Aye ya, ya ya ya ya Aye ya, ya ya ya ya Aye ya, ya ya ya ya Aye ya, ya ya ya ya In the middle of the star swarm An overfill of life There'll be a blinkered star child Balanced on a knife Lost to all the glory Inward looking eyes Extroverted hero Losing paradise In the wheel of turning circles In an orbit of the moon Through a maze of moving pathways There floats a spinning spoon In spite of its existence A test for weary heads A marker for the new man The road ahead In the middle of the star swarm An overfill of life There'll be a blinkered star child Balanced on a knife Lost to all the glory Inward looking eyes Extroverted hero Losing paradise First and last First and last First and last First and last....