Everything That Rises Must Converge

Some folks are like umbrellas

They pass through your life with little meaning

And then there's the ones who make you hang on to every word

Well she was one of the latter

She came into my room and told me things that matter'd, like

Everything that rises must converge



When so-called experts try to tell you that

Parallel lines will never intersect

Don't listen to the man

Don't you believe a word

I'm speaking from experience

Everything that floats is gonne run into something 'cause

Everything that rises must converge.



Some folks are like umbrellas

They pass through your life with little meaning

And then there's the ones who make you hang on to every word

Well he was one of the latter

He came into my room and told me things that matter'd, like

Everything that rises must converge