Take a look at the skyTake a look at the groundTake a look aheadYouâll hear the soundTake a look at the groundThe way your feet donât moveSpinning like car wheelsIn one dead GrooveIn one dead grooveTake a look at your eyesLike the holes in the groundUncover your faceTill you hear the soundSomewhere you shouldnât bebefore your ears got wingsThings you never want to hearSo high the air stingsIn one dead grooveYou can get so highFrom one dead grooveYou can touch the skyIn one dead groove