Turning Round
๐ต 1074 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:22 duration
๐ ID: 13104504
๐ Lyrics
Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
I thought I'd always dream of dying
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
I thought I'd always be there crying
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
I thought I could stop myself from lying
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
Oh flying, oh-oh
Lying, oh-oh
Crying, oh-oh
Sighing, oh-oh
Trying, oh-oh
And dying, oh-oh
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
Yes, it is
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
I thought I'd always dream of dying
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
I thought I'd always be there crying
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
I thought I could stop myself from lying
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
Oh flying, oh-oh
Lying, oh-oh
Crying, oh-oh
Sighing, oh-oh
Trying, oh-oh
And dying, oh-oh
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
Yes, it is
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.84] Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
[00:40.41] I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
[00:47.39] For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
[00:56.09]
[01:02.45] Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
[01:12.52] I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
[01:16.94]
[01:19.42] For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
[01:28.87]
[01:34.64] Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
[01:44.48] I thought I'd always dream of dying
[01:51.24] For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
[01:58.81]
[02:04.88] Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
[02:14.05]
[02:16.44] I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
[02:23.24] For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
[02:33.06]
[03:02.09] Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
[03:09.86]
[03:12.69] I thought I'd always be there crying
[03:19.15] For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
[03:26.40]
[03:31.84] And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
[03:41.46]
[03:43.81] I thought I could stop myself from lying
[03:48.64]
[03:50.83] For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
[04:01.24]
[04:05.46] Oh flying, oh-oh
[04:13.15] Lying, oh-oh
[04:20.36] Crying, oh-oh
[04:27.10] Sighing, oh-oh
[04:34.26] Trying, oh-oh
[04:40.90] And dying, oh-oh
[04:46.30] For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
[04:56.06] Yes, it is
[04:57.39]
[00:40.41] I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
[00:47.39] For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
[00:56.09]
[01:02.45] Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
[01:12.52] I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
[01:16.94]
[01:19.42] For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
[01:28.87]
[01:34.64] Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
[01:44.48] I thought I'd always dream of dying
[01:51.24] For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
[01:58.81]
[02:04.88] Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
[02:14.05]
[02:16.44] I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
[02:23.24] For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
[02:33.06]
[03:02.09] Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
[03:09.86]
[03:12.69] I thought I'd always be there crying
[03:19.15] For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
[03:26.40]
[03:31.84] And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
[03:41.46]
[03:43.81] I thought I could stop myself from lying
[03:48.64]
[03:50.83] For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
[04:01.24]
[04:05.46] Oh flying, oh-oh
[04:13.15] Lying, oh-oh
[04:20.36] Crying, oh-oh
[04:27.10] Sighing, oh-oh
[04:34.26] Trying, oh-oh
[04:40.90] And dying, oh-oh
[04:46.30] For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
[04:56.06] Yes, it is
[04:57.39]