Moving I can feel the circle spinning Rolling I can feel the time is coming Rolling over lazybones Sticking to the old stones I can feel the treads of change Toppling walls of the known Moving I know I've got to keep on moving Rolling I know I've got to keep coming on With a little luck A mystery and a dream I can feel the roads of the free Unfolding before me I can feel Her arms Unfolding all around me All around me Moving I can feel the engine's turning Rolling I can feel the oil is burning Rolling over our mother's body I can feel her crying Gotta take a look down the track Gotta take a look down the track Gotta take a look 'Cause I can hear her crying I can hear her crying Gotta take a look I can hear her crying I can hear her crying Gotta take a look I can hear her crying