Just a thing or two
you’ll want to keep in mind:
it ain’t waiting for you,
gonna leave you behind.
It’s perpetual motion
or something like that,
goin’ round and around
and it’s never coming back.
It don’t care who you are.
It don’t know your name.
It’s the way things are,
got to play the game. Yeah…
Chorus
You, you got to deal with it.
Yeah, you got to know that sound.
You, you got to feel it
when, when it comes around.
It’s the pulse of the planet,
it’s the rising of the tide,
it’s the swelling of the river,
it’s the moon on a ride!
It’s perpetual motion
or something like that,
goin’ round and around
and it’s never coming back.
Pounding surf
gonna beat the shore,
vine in the jungle
gonna reach for more,
there’s a stranger knockin’
on the bedroom door…
Hey, nothin’s forever!
Nothing’s for sure! Yeah…
Chorus
Instrumental
Love is a feeling
everybody’s singing about.
All the hurting and the healing
always working it out.
It’s perpetual motion
or something like that,
goin’ round and around
and it’s never coming back.
It’ll bleed you dry,
it’ll flood your cup!
It’ll beat you down,
it’ll raise you up!
Nothing will ever be
like it appears,
you’ll be crying
and laughing, and
breaking into tears! Yeah…
Chorus
It’s a cloud on the mountain,
wind in the trees,
frost on the ground,
and the falling of the leaves.
It’s perpetual motion
or something like that,
goin’ round and around
and it’s never coming back.
It’s the calm in the air
before the crisis!
Something dies and
something rises;
far-off stare in your eyes
saying “watch that same old
thing surprise us!”
Chorus repeat to fade