From dust we come
From dust we shall return
And on as water will
In to the ground to filter out
In to the sea
To get sucked up again
To just accumulate
'Til we become precipitate
And then lie down when it rains
Stand up to a dry human shape
Look down to marvel at the ways
Our fleeting arms and legs are splayed
Like a star that fell to Earth
Forgetting it was ever
Stuck up there
In something
A part of that something
Round and round and round we roll
Shaking quarters from our pockets
Tumble-dry immortal souls
Losing all our matching socks
In the cycle
In the cycle
In the cycle
It's love and lust
And something more
Accepting less than you were owed
Cracking open the geode
To free what long ago
Got stuck in there
In something
A part of that great something
Round and round and round we go
Shaking quarters from our pockets
Tumble-dry immortal souls
Losing all our matching socks
In the cycle
In the cycle
In the cycle