Figure Of Eight Lyrics by David Mead

Figure Of Eight Lyrics

    Noon siesta floating off the radio
    May has come to rescue central park
    Watch the kids revive the sounds of mexico
    It gives them a spark and something to breathe
    The beauty of everything unseen

    The figure of eight goes 'round
    Leaves you alive where you started
    It's good to be up when you're down
    So what are you waiting for
    If all of your past is now
    The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around

    These are days you read about in magazines
    These are times they used to call a book
    Every option sitting here in front of me
    Could give me a look, sweet on the vine
    I take them back home and make them mine

    The figure of eight goes 'round...

    In a maze of broken dreams
    It is all just what it seems
    And a sweet, forgotten sound
    Goes around

    The figure of eight goes 'round...

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