The Turning

Sand on the beach beats a hole through my hand Hands of the clock stand where I have to walk All the way around Turn upside down Just look around to the turning Everything inside is burning Sign on the wall that I don't understand It's just a part of a dream that I had Feet on the ground Head in the sound Just look around to the turning Everything inside is burning Water so cool that its thoughts seem to soothe Some things are real that I don't have to prove Now you are learning Rome now is burning Just look around to the turning Everything inside is burning Just look around to the turning Everything inside is burning