That round thing, what's it for?
Picked it up off the floor
I dropped it then it came
Right back to where it was before
I threw it at the wall
And rolled it down the hall
I tossed it carefully to you
You threw it back to me
There was a pond in which
I'd stand beside and pitch
Just heavy things i'd find along its shore
Like rocks and bricks
I threw this new thing in
I held my breath and when
It fell, it stayed on top
Where other things had sunken in
It floated
It floated
Don't know what day it is
There's still no shaking this
The gist of what I'm saying is
This heaviness will lift
But as the time goes by
I kind of realize
That heavy is as heavy does
As heavy multiplies
We floated
We floated
We floated
We floated
