Looking for the line that divides the earth in two
The seam is in the ground, it goes down to the roots
We all come from the same place but thatâs not the way it ends
Looking for the thread that started in our heads
Everything has its way my friend
Everything has its way again
Finding missing stones that will ease the river bed
The weight is in your hands, thereâs weight in what is said
Take away the glass and thereâs a window to the wind
Take away the night and thereâs a day without an end
Everything has its way my friend
Everything has its way again
Everything has its way my friend
Everything has its way again
And weâre going and weâre moving with the wind
Thereâs no stopping once the world takes its spin
And weâre going and weâre moving with the wind
Thereâs no stopping once the world takes its spin
Everything has its way my friend
Everything has its way again
Take away the moon and the sun wonât seem to shine
Take away the beat and the heart canât be defined