(Wide-eyed, innocent, boy! Wide-eyed innocent boy)

I’ve had days, of end on end
Where nothing changed cause nothing ever began
Restless movement in an empty room
Gathering shadows of a darkened blue

And oh
It feels so strange
Oh
It feels so strange
When it comes again

Cycles of end on end
Edges begin to blend
Time following time
A pattern becomes defined
(Go!)

I had a feeling from end to end
Tried to catch it before it started again
Pushed it away to force a laugh
But inside I didn't have the breath

And oh
It feels so strange
Oh
It feels so strange
When it comes again

But I’ve got it now
Yeah I’ve got the rhythm down
Cycles of end on end
And if one wave stops
Another begins

End
On end
Go!

[Various grunts and snarls]

Well I think I’ve got it now
Yeah I think I’ve got it down
Yeah I think I’ve got it down

Yeah this end on end
Cycles begin
Cycles begin
It’s end on end
It’s end on end
Cycles begin

Yeah!
It’s end on end, it’s end on end
Cycles begin
Watch them begin
But you can’t stop, you can’t stop, end on end
Can’t watch them end
Try to watch it end
It’s end on end, it’s end on end, it’s end on end
End on end
Watch them begin
It’s end on end, it’s end on end, it’s end on end

It seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember
Found!

Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember

Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember

Seems I can’t remember

Seems I can’t remember

It seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember

(Woah! Go!)
(Get it! Go!)
(Woah! Woah!)

Seems I can’t remember

Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember
Seems I can’t remember

Sssss...
Sssss...
Sssss...

(To write a piece about a solemn pagan rite, wise elders, seated in a circle, watching a young girl dance herself to death. They were sacrificing her to propitiate the god of spring.)