Here I go again, in ever tighter circles I'm moving in my friend, moving like a vulture I must do this on my own Cos mining blood from a stone makes you ache and moan So I'll lay low & watch this grow up through the stoney ground I'll lay low & blow by blow I take them on So it's gonna take some time, but time will be on my side With these pistons in my heart, it will surely, slowly come apart Yeah it's getting clearer now, and down-size on confusion Well it's just pollution So I'll lay low & watch this grow up through the stoney ground I'll lay low & blow by blow I take them on