Spinning Threads of Freedom

When the world spins, according to my wishes. I glow like

fire and dance on the wind, and dance on the wind.

Never simple but always worthy, the grains of life spinning into threads

and falling through the glass. Never, never, always and forever.

Show me, see me, be me. If you were, if you were

willing, if you were willing to be, we could be free.

When the world spins according to your wishes, I grow like fire,

dance to the wind, and dance to the wind. Mine and yours,