Back and Fourth

You threw your weed right out the window A cycle that started years ago It refines and bends and starts all over again That's why I've learned to be patient and kind not quick to condemn Is it only me who breaks the silence? I stay indoors while the party riots I've learned that I'm my best alliance A voice that echos in, in my hair, in my lungs and in my skin It goes, it goes, it goes Back and fourth and round and round It goes back and fourth round and round Back and fourth and round and round It goes back and fourth round and round On an icy Sunday morning Your voice shatters my mundane thinking Kicked off shoes ran through the mud That's why I've learned to be loving and kind not quick to dispose of Dancing 'round through the garden The plants are icy dripped with stardom My luck it never rests Hear the shouts that echo in, in my hair, in my lungs and in my skin It goes, it goes, it goes Back and fourth and round and round It goes back and fourth round and round Back and fourth and round and round It goes back and fourth round and round Back and fourth and round and round It goes back and fourth round and round Round and round