I contemplate on the vagrant state

As your knock runs through my door

Hello old friend... did I know you then?

I was hurt and you were sore

Now you're back again but I don't know when

What was less has left me more

      

They all come 'round

They all crawl by sooner or later

They all come 'round

They all come 'round

      

The past's a glass full of empty days

I can't drink it down no more

I'm lifting off to a finer phase

Than your future holds in store

And I won't resist what I might have missed

All must come that's gone before

      

They all come 'round

They all crawl by sooner or later

They all come 'round

They all come 'round

      

I won't count the cost of what's lost as lost

Screw that losing attitude

I'll just wait a while for a change of style

As I boost my altitude

I'll be flying high on the bye and buy

You'll be cooking in the nude

       

They all come 'round

They all crawl by sooner or later

They all come 'round

They all come 'round

       

     
 
 
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