When first you feel the whirlpool it's a tugging at your heel
A dominance of voices in the streetscape that you feel
It's nothing like the cloudburst, you realize too late
The whirlpool's claimed another, it's an old machine of fate
A-ha
When next you feel the whirlpool you are certain you are saved
The ceiling bends above you, in the tunnels you're unscathed
In the cave the water's rising and your flame it flickers low
That's the nature of the whirlpool and the way the race runs, so
A-ha
I have rectified the whirlpool, the last chapter of the book
Forgiven five forefathers for not permitting me to look
In the whirlpool every lover is a life raft and a knife
Both are instrumental to the outcome of the night
A-ha
A-ha