Going Round 97

Going Round 97 Lyrics

Everything is turning round and around
And around and around
Mythical problems in time and the living sun influencing life
But she doesn't, but she doesn't decide, she's careless
Everything is just going on, going on, just as planned...
'till the end of the century

Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world
They will turn around, turn around, turn around
Everything is just going on, going on, going on, just as planned
What's left behind, what's left behind has nothing to do with what will come, with what will come
So turn around, turn around, so turn around, so turn, turn around
Some are born to sweet delight, some are born to endless night
mind and matter have no bounds, the poison creeps where you cannot reach

Everything is turning round and around and around
Mythical problems in time and the living sun, influencing life
But she doesn't decide, but she doesn't decide
She 's careless, everything is just going on, going on just as planned
What's left behind, the spinning round of the essence of the source
It's going round It's going round It's going round
It's going round It's going round It's going round
Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world
They will turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
Everything is just going fine, under the living sun, it's just going fine under the living sun

Everything is just going on, going on, going on, , just as planned
What's left behind has got nothing to do with what will come, with what will come
What will come, what will come...
Everything is turning round and around
And around and around
Mythical problems in time and the living sun influencing life
But she doesn't, but she doesn't decide, she's careless
Everything is just going on, going on, just as planned...
'till the end of the century

Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world
They will turn around, turn around, turn around
Everything is just going on, going on , going on, just as planned.
What's left behind, what's left behind has nothing to do with what will come, with what will come
So turn around, turn around, so turn around, so turn, turn around
Some are born to sweet delight, some are born to endless night
Mind and matter have no bounds, the poison creeps where you cannot reach

Everything is turning round and around and around
Mythical problems in time and the living sun, influencing life
But she doesn't decide, but she doesn't decide
She 's careless, everything is just going on, going on just as planned
What's left behind, the spinning round of the essence of the source
It's going round It's going round It's going round
It's going round It's going round It's going round
Merely a few wonder about the vanishing of this world
They will turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
Everything is just going fine, under the living sun, it's just going fine under the living sun

Everything is just going on, going on, going on, just as planned
What's left behind has got nothing to do with what will come, with what will come
What will come, what will come...