| Lyrics: | Remember watching children play
Ring-around-the roses
Tiny electrons circling in neutral
ground
So much gravity, in gravity
Boys in bars, they stir their drinks
Clockwise
while the ladies dance
Bodies and thoughts constantly in motion
Oh, what a time to think of
mom
Counting train cars
This is a place called paradise
Make the fist that holds
the paintbrush
Take your open hand and roll the dice
The trains will pass and the pups will
rush
Walk outside, stare down the sky
Stars are fixed and so am I
Grand illusions
constantly in motion
Oh what a time for gravity, counting train cars
Another day in
paradise
Counting train cars
Another day of gravity
Counting train cars |
