over memory of my bird man flight
i'm still a moment before realizing that
all my situations have come done
the moment doesn't seem too fine or blurry
i'm just sitting well i'm feeling right
that's what i figure it to be and so
nobody chasing thought to mock it up to knock it down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a white knight throw back with some
mana flowing like zoraster magi from the east
and west it figures you won't recognize me
though you are so blessed to be here in this time
the roses and oh
the sunshine
the holy rain that's coming down
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
you wouldn't see me around town
unless you were sensei
the biggest papa of the day
and then he'd probably say
in case you wonder to your self
believe in god and in one self
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
and the sometimes that you simply be
the harp is strumming beats are drumming
while you sing it loud and to yourself
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round
yeah i'm a round, yeah i'm a round
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