Echoes Round The Sun - Paul Weller

Is it strange? Is it weird?

They come in search of truth

It must be on the spot

There's only me and you

We left our time

And you were fine

All your thoughts are out of mind

It doesn't start, it will not end

But how will we be moved?

On a rock, spinning through

That echoes round the sun

Echoes Round the Sun

Echoes Round the Sun

On a rock, spinning through

The Echoes Round the Sun

Echoes Round the Sun

Echoes Round the Sun

On a rock, spinning through

The Echoes Round the Sun

He looks up and he comes down

Floating through the void

Getting lost, getting found

Is something we can use

It doesn't start what doesn't end

How will we be moved?

On a rock, spinning through

the echoes round the sun

Echoes Round the Sun

Echoes Round the Sun

On a rock, spinning through

The echoes round the sun

Echoes Round the sun

Echoes Round the Sun

I'm on a rock, spinning through

The echoes round the sun

Echoes round the sun

Echoes round the sun

All on a rock, spinning through,

that echoes round the sun.

You and me on a spot

You and me on a spot

You and me on a spot

You and me on a spot

You and me on a spot