I'm turning, turning away
Cycling from this world
I'm turning, changing perspective
On towards new formsI've been fading, fading away
Getting in touch with finality
Cascading, falling away
Into the dawnLike it turned on me
A crisis, a disease
Great power, great range
So deafeningTurning it over is a blessing
More power, more gain
More mastery
The point of turning's necessaryBeen burning, burning away
Torchlight from this world
Unlearning change of intention
No connection to old lawsI've been hating, wasting away
Losing touch with infinity
Unblaming, staying away
I need to be rebornLike it turned on me
A crisis, a disease
Like it turned on me
A virus of unease
Great power, great range
So deafeningTurning it over is a blessing
More power, more gain
More mastery
The point of turning's necessaryTurning
Turning
Turn it over
Turn it over
Turn it over
Turn it over
Turn it overGreat power, great range
More mastery
More power, more gain
There's more for me
Great power, great range
So deafening
Turning it over is a blessing
More power, more gain
More mastery
The point of turning's necessary
Go!Turn it over
Turn it over
Turn it over
Turning it over
Songwriters
Victor, Thomas Michael / Collier, Chistopher MichaelPublished by
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