spinning away

Tom : A
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Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
F#m D
With my pencil turning moments into life
A E
One by one, all the stars appear
F#m D
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
A E
Spinning away, like the night sky
F#m D
In the million insect storm, the constellations form
A E
On a hill, under a raven sky
F#m D
I have no idea exactly where I've been
A E
Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away
F#m D
With every single line moving further out in time
A E
Spinning away, like the night sky
F#m D
I have no idea exactly where I've been
A E
And here, or there
F#m D
And here, or there