Take
Out the stories
They've put into your mind and brace
For the glory
As you stare into the sky.. The sky beneath
I know you can't be tired..
Lay there
Stare at the ceiling
And switch back to your time 
Just go ahead 
Now try and taste it 
I know it should be ripe...
Thrust...
Ahead.
[Chorus:]
Turning in circles
Been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival
Cut to the end
I'd like to be taken
Apart from the inside
Then spit through the cycle 
Right to the end
I wonder 
Just how you shaped it 
To get back to your prize...
Thrust..
Ahead
[Chorus:]
Turning in circles
Been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival
Cut to the end
I'd like to be taken
Apart from the inside
Then spit through the cycle 
Right to the end
Wake for the glory
I know you can't be tired
[Chorus:] (x2)
Turning in circles
Been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival
Cut to the end
I'd like to be taken
Apart from the inside
Then spit through the cycle 
Right to the end