Lyrics: Dominic David Ferraro
Music: Dominic David Ferraro
Why are you trying to hold
Something you can’t grasp
All they wanna know
Is who’s walking too fast
But push came to shove
And first became last
So get yourselves in order
From big to small to fat
The world was flat but now it’s round’
So when you’re lost then you are found
Everything must come around
Everything must come around
Where are you gonna go
When there ain’t nowhere to go?
How are you gonna know
When there ain’t nothin’ to know
If all your balls are marbles
And all your rocks are stones
Who’s to say where and when you really are alone?
If a tree falls and you’re dead on the ground
Does it still make a sound?
Everything must come around
Everything must come around
Cause’ all kinds of circles and all kinds of rows
Make up this pretty land of ribbons and bows
And you can stare right into it but that’s when it goes
I’m so afraid to turn around I can’t feel my toes
And everyone’s a little tired of being told
Just how to walk inside the lines so they can grow old
All I wanna know is if my partners gonna fold
When the man comes to ask if I can be bought or sold
Cause’ his gold isn’t gold and he needs a new crown
Everything must come around
Everything must come around
Look here brother
There’s something with my head
I think it’s this bread they’re feeding us ain’t just bread
Mighty well hungry but I’m mighty well fed
You can’t roll the dice if you’re still waging your bets
Oh my my mama I hear what you said
You can’t learn to give while you’re learning to get
It’s just that sometimes I think I’d be better off dead
And then maybe me and Juliet could be wed