Letra da Música There’s An Arc Hey Rosetta

Don't you swing like a child,
In a tree, on a tire, in 85?
There's an arc that your feet will ride
On the way between hate and that sunday fireYou look so serious
Oh, you look so serious
The night is serving us
But you look so seriousAnd this could be our reward
This could be itThis simple friday night
Where you're loosening your tie
But there's a tightness in your eyesYou look so serious
Why do you look so serious?
The night is serving us
And we're deserving itAnd this could be our reward
This could be it
(this could be all we're owed)
(all we're owed, all we're getting)Cause if we swing like a child
Then we're always colliding this time of night
But our arcs, they could align
(we could align! we could align!)
And over gravity up comes this kicking child
This kicking child

Composição: Tim Ward.