Spool

Turn another turn

Turn another turn, sp00L

I think therefore I am, familiar to most?
How long did we eat the seed planted by our host?
4 billion years between our ears
Still hatred brings us many tears
Still we judge each other
Why when we're only looking for the same high?

Grind time for old misconceptions
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion
Won't salute you, won't desert you
Won't be a prisoner of assumption anymore

Does language define us? Is reality — words?
How far do we appear to be
Is the measure of — scope, but
With our junkie soul, we face the need
Of nature's planned dependency
Don't hold contempt for ecstasy
Just — mourn the dead — on the (national) screen
Mourn the dead — on the screen, mourn the dead
On the screen, mourn the dead — while they scream!

Grind time for old misconceptions
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion
Won't salute you, won't desert you

Sp00L
Turn another turn!
Turn another turn!
Sp00L
Turn another turn!

Don't need persuading by the status quo

We can make changes
If we open up we'll see — the history they sell us
Holds the structure firm, reinforce the mold
We need to strip it all away
And let the sp00L turn, turn
Another turn
Another turn
Watch it turn, watch it turn, what we'll learn

Grind time for old misconceptions
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion
Won't salute you. Won't desert you

Sp00L
Turn another turn!
Turn another turn!
Sp00L
Turn another turn!

Push away what they're selling me
Realize what we need to be
Focus on a strategy to
Open up our minds and then
Together — turn another turn