Nobody Knows
Round the say the ground but curves not found upon this ball
Just give me one good look onto your face
Now that you're floating there in "Outer space"
No way to see you from my point of view
I need to know what I'm living through
You leave us lost if you can't be found
All that I know is we're on the ground
Why revolve speed up slow down overtake?
Only one face revealed as you rotate
No gyroscope follows curvature round
Why's sunlight cool if moon reflects it down?
We spin so fast yet we cannot feel
Is this merry-go-round really real?
Round round forever we go, but where do we go from here, does anyone know?
Up up nowhere we go, if we pass through the atmosphere, how far can we go?
Round round the carousel goes, if we're spinnin' one thing is clear we're spinning?
We're spinning outta control
Show all gravity shows,
But until an arc appears, nobody knows
On and on and on and on it goes
Why do the waters not pull into "Space"
Not drawn away by same that holds in place
Long we have mapped and ventured circles round
Either way as long as not up or down
Too much is seen when too far away
How's yesterday now your night today?
Round round forever we go, but where do we go from here, does anyone know?
Up up nowhere we go, if we pass through the atmosphere
Right through the exosphere, how far can we go?
Round round the carousel goes,
If we're spinning one thing is clear we're spinning?
We're spinning outta control
Show all gravity shows
But until an arc appears, nobody knows
Round the say the ground but curves not found upon this ball
Bending water round into a ball's impossible
On and on and on and on and on and on it goes
On and on and on and on but still nobody knows
We move so far yet still we see the same
When half way there familiar shapes remain
Wandering stars or hanging chandeliers
Even through moons known to be seen clear
Are we ridiculous or ridiculed?
Are we the fools all too easy fooled?
Round round forever we go, but where do we go from here, does anyone know?
Up up nowhere we go, if we pass through the atmosphere
Right through the exosphere, how far can we go?
Round round the carousel goes, if we're spinnin' one thing is clear we're spinning?
We're spinning outta control
Show all gravity shows
But until an arc appears
Nobody knows
Round round forever we go, but where do we go from here
And how did we get to here, nobody knows
Up up nowhere we go, if we pass through the atmosphere
Assuming there is a sphere, how far can we go?
Round round the carousel goes, if we're spinnin' one thing is clear
We're spinning? We're spinning outta control
Show all gravity shows, But until an arc appears
Until the truth appears, nobody knows
Round the say the ground but curves not found upon this ball, nobody knows
On and on and on and on but still nobody knows