Full Circle Here’s the story about the boy who turned his life to stone. No goals Just a band and some rock ‘n’ roll His art was the only thing that kept him afloat
Ruled by the drugs that helped him concentrate Fooled by the faces that smiled his way He exclaimed, “There’s no time to gloat People don’t you get it? We’re all in the same boat”
We fell from Grace and Grace was all we had to keep us from our fate So if you’ve found the thing you love, just do it before it becomes too late
Here’s the story about the boy who turned his life to gold His goals were his band and his rock ‘n’ roll His story was one that needed to be told
His art was the only thing that kept him afloat Ruled by the drugs that made him feel remote Teachers told him off Preachers told him “No!” It’s crazy ‘cause were all in the same boat
We fell from Grace and Grace was all we had to keep us from our fate So if you’ve found the thing you love, just do it before it becomes too late
We fell from Grace and Grace was all we had to keep us from our fate So if you’ve found the thing you love… Just do it before it becomes too late Too late It’s not too late It’s not too late Too late, too late
We fell from Grace and Grace was all we had to keep us from our fate So if you’ve found the thing you love, just do it before it becomes too late
We fell from Grace and Grace was all we had to keep us from our fate So if you’ve found the thing you love, just do it before it becomes too late