Echoes Round The Sun

Paul Weller · 22 Dreams [2008]

Is it strange? Is it weird?

They come in search of truth

We must be on the spot

There's only me and you



???? and you were fine

All your thoughts are out of mine



It doesn't start it will not end

But how will we be moved?

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun



Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun

Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun



Looks up and comes down

Floating through the void

Getting lost, getting found

Is something we can use



It doesn't start, it doesn't end

How will we be moved?

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun



Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun

Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun

Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun

On a rock spinning through the echoes round the sun



Me and you on a spot

Me and you on a spot

Me and you on a spot

Me and you on a spot

(repeat to fade)