The whirling

the rushing whirling wind 
over and over again 
as beginning eats the end 
I guess I'll see you soon, 

Friend the rushing 
whirling wind 
round and round 
we spin 

I'm with you without end 
I guess I'll see you soon, 
Friend you stop the whirling 
wind that spins in my head 
as beginning eats its end 

I feel like 
I'm with you without end 
as beginning eats its end 
I'll be with you again