The wheels keep on turning,
And we ain't learning,
The wheels and the gears
Just keep on turning,
And no one plots the course
'Cause there's no time
In the grand scheme of things
It ain't worth a dime
And it's too late,
For another great escape,
It's too late for fond farewells

It keeps spinning around,
Spinning around -
Turning inside out

The widening gyre, as it spins higher,
Holds no shape we can aspire
And those who struggle
To leave their marks on time,
In the grand scheme of things,
It ain't worth a dime
And it's too late,
For another great escape,
It's too late for fond farewells

It keeps spinning around,
Spinning around -
Turning inside out