SPIRALS

With each age comes a staircase That guides us to our fate It takes us up or down The choice is in our heads Each step tailor made With strands of DNA Spiralling If I spent most my time Compulsive and blind Which way will I turn? Which war will I fight? Just spiralling And there’s no second chance So make sense of your path May it come clear on your way That the fight is a dance So just dance your way away Spiralling