Is it strange Is it weird
They come in search of truth
We must be on the spot
Theres only me and you
Incomprehensible and you were fine
All your thoughts are out of mind
It doesnt start, it will not end
But how will we be moved
On a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun
On a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun
On a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Looks up and comes down
Floatin through the void
Gettin lost, gettin found
Is somethin we can use
It doesnt start, it doesnt end
How will we be moved
On a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun
Im on a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun
Im on a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun
Im on a rock spinnin through the echoes round the sun
Me and you on a spot
Me and you on a spot
Me and you on a spot
Me and you on a spot
Me and you on a spot
Me and you on a spot