Phrase - Clockwork [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Round like a circle
In a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending, nor beginning
And never spinning free
Bounce now
Round like a circle
In a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending, nor beginning
And never spinning free
Yo what's up chaps
It's big Phrase the villain
Still writin' raps for the guys and the women
Still rockin' mics and the skies are the limit
So I jumped on this merry-go-ride for a minute
Just to see if I could get around again
And make a track about what's happenin' in the town and then
Around 6 everybody just knocks off work
And they all drove home just like clockwork
Tick, tock, another day gone
Suns up, comes down, but it all moves along
Somehow, some way, it all falls into place
And we might stand still but we all fit in space
The motion repeats as the ocean retreats
And the tide comes back when it flows to the beach
And the world goes around, around it goes
You know what, life is but a cycle, go
Round like a circle
In a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending, nor beginning
And never spinning free
Yeh everyday I wake to the same old paper
Another fist fight with the pissed of neighbour
Another piece to write pen back to the paper
In the hope I write a track that might be a saviour
At least just enough to get me outta here
To the safe house with about a thousand beers
And the big red chair with the birds eye view
The world at work while I sip my brews
Tick, tock, another day gone
And as one logs off, another logs on
Another child's born and another man dies
And as one gives up, well another man tries
It all makes sense like thoughts in my head
That we're not much more than causin' effect
And the world goes around, around it goes
You know what, life is like a cycle, go
Round like a circle
In a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending, nor beginning
And never spinning free
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
It goes ‘ round and ‘ round like the pupil in my eye
Seen enough to cry, seen enough to smoke
Old enough to vote, man enough to die
But young enough to care enough to ask why
Andlsquo; Round and ‘ round like the blood from my heart
Pumped down through my veins then back to the start
So I treat each day as my last
And eyes set to the future and not the past
Tick, tock, and around again
And then back to the point where I found my pen
Yeh just to see if I can get around again
And make a track about what's happenin' in the town and then
Around six everybody just knocks off work
And they all drive home just like clockwork
And it all goes around, around it goes
You know what; life is just a cycle, go
Round like a circle
In a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending, nor beginning
And never spinning free
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your-
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your-
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Mind...
Mind...
Mind...