“Everybody’s preaching at me what to say”
It ain’t no mystery, you just got to pray
“What? For a better land or a better life?”
Yeah, well it was always there, why d’you give yourself so much strife?
Just try coming round, try coming round
“Everybody’s searching for a different sound”
Just sing your tune though you don’t think it’s loud
“They think they see it all but they’re really blind”
Well maybe they found what they’re looking for but you’re just too proud
To try coming round, try coming round
You say no one’s there for you but I’ve tried to call
You say it’s hard to pin you down
Then you say no one cares for you, no one really cares at all, hey…
You can’t see the woods for the trees but you’ll cry me a river
You try to save the air that you breathe; you say it won’t last forever
You better learn what you need before it’s too late
Try coming round, try coming round
Try coming round, hear the sound
Of a different time, you know can be found but
You’re giving it this, you’re taking that
You’re wanting it all as a matter of fact
But I don’t believe you’ve ever tried
Coming round