Season Cycle
XTC · Coat Of Many Cupboards [2002]
Season cycle movin' round and round
Pushin' life up from a cold, dead ground
(It's growin green, Its growin green)
Well, darlin' doncha ever stop to wonder
About the clouds, about the hail and thunder
About the baby and it's umbilical
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?
(Summer chased by autumn)
(Autumn chased by winter)
Season cycle go from death to life
(Winter chased by spring time)
Bring a harvest or a man his wife
(spring times turn......)
(its growin green, Its growin green)
Well, darlin doncha ever stop and ponder
About the buildin' of the hills a'yonder
Where we're goin in this verdent spiral
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?
(Round and round and round and round)
I really get confused on who would make all this
Everybody says join our religion gets to heaven
I say "no thanks, why bless my soul I'm already there"
Autumn is royal
As spring is clown
But to reapaint summer
They're closing winter down
Well, darlin' doncha ever stop to wonder
About the clouds, about the hail and thunder
About the baby and it's umbilical
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle
Well, darlin doncha ever stop and ponder
About the buildin' of the hills a'yonder
Where we're goin in this verdent spiral
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?
Pushin' life up from a cold, dead ground
(It's growin green, Its growin green)
Well, darlin' doncha ever stop to wonder
About the clouds, about the hail and thunder
About the baby and it's umbilical
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?
(Summer chased by autumn)
(Autumn chased by winter)
Season cycle go from death to life
(Winter chased by spring time)
Bring a harvest or a man his wife
(spring times turn......)
(its growin green, Its growin green)
Well, darlin doncha ever stop and ponder
About the buildin' of the hills a'yonder
Where we're goin in this verdent spiral
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?
(Round and round and round and round)
I really get confused on who would make all this
Everybody says join our religion gets to heaven
I say "no thanks, why bless my soul I'm already there"
Autumn is royal
As spring is clown
But to reapaint summer
They're closing winter down
Well, darlin' doncha ever stop to wonder
About the clouds, about the hail and thunder
About the baby and it's umbilical
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle
Well, darlin doncha ever stop and ponder
About the buildin' of the hills a'yonder
Where we're goin in this verdent spiral
Whose pushin the pedals on the season cycle?