It's the sound of a first primordial swirling
Its the sound whats left over when the soft parts rot away
Its the sound of an aquatic mollusk life style
Its the sound of mineral deposits layered on every day

Its the sound of spirals the space created by someones life
Its the sound of spirals the shape created by someones life

Foot prints trail out behind my heels
with the seaweed streaming in ribbons
Above Orion is turning cartwheels

and there's a mystery in my head
and now I want to know
whats that sound I know I've heard it somewhere before

Its the sound of the static that comes out of the bass amp
Its the sound of the deep blue ocean tossing up salty spray
Its the sound of the traffic outside my bedroom window
Its the sound of whatever it is you expect chaos to say

Its the sound of spirals the space created by someones life
Its the sound of spirals the shape created by someones life

Stars spiral overhead the water turns below
I've got some sand on my ear lobe and I want to know
What will my head sound like when I'm dead and gone
If you rap my empty skull with your knuckles will the sound echo on and on