Midnight comes around again Soothing all the twists and turns for us Before you open up your eyes My broken hand turns out the light and then
Dust to dust they say That's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know Dust to dust they say That's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know Circling
Morning brings it into view All of us hopeless yet so beautiful You never opened up your eyes Nobody with you on your last goodnight
Dust to dust they say That's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know Dust to dust they say That's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know Circling
And dust to dust they say Well that's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know Dust to dust they say Well that's the way that we go If it's too soon or late It's something more than we know It's something more than we know Circling (Circling) Circling It's something more than we know (Circling) Circling It's something more than we know It's something more than we know Circling (Circling Circling Circling) My broken hand turns out the light