Someone is tossing petals in a stream 
Somewhere someone is standing at the foothills of their dreams 
Someone got a paintbrush, is painting over doubts 
Someone opened up his eyes and saw the sun coming out 
Someone was captive and found the courage to get off 
From a boulder in the well, somewhere the rain has stopped 
Someone is finding the place where they belong 

Everyday is summer somewhere in the world 
And the summer boys are headed for the falls to kiss the girls 
With their impatient hands groping honey breasts and curls 
They are filled with desire 
And high in the hills there's a baby being born 
As forgiveness and peace wash over bruises and sores 
People bridging the distance over nettles and thorns 

Everyone aboard on the merry-go-round 
Some things will rise up so that others come down 
If the devil don't dance, heaven won't shine 
It's a mighty thick haze and it's a pretty thin line 
If the facuet is tightened up the love won't flow 
If the love isn't bright enough the corn won't grow 
If the night isn't dark enough the moon won't glow 

A rich man counting money, a tired man counting sheep 
While the safe man counts his blessings, the hungry man has beans 
There's a million people praying, raising up their eyes 
To what turns out to be the same god, the same sky 
We are slightly scared of death, a little bit afraid 
So we celebrate everything we can think to celebrate 
We shall sing out loud to keep the hounds away 

Everyone aboard on the merry-go-round 
Some things will rise up so that others come down 
If the devil don't dance, heaven won't shine 
It's a mighty thick haze and it's a pretty thin line 
If the facuet is tightened up the love won't flow 
If the love isn't bright enough the corn won't grow 
If the night isn't dark enough the moon won't glow 

Prisons will crumble and governments will fall 
It's the order of freedom to be preceded by walls 
Cause the truth would be worthless if no one ever lied 
So we carry our shame in the interest of pride 
And we have all these questions to make us go roam 
And we’ve got all this distance to make us come home 
As the sun burns, a child learns, the tide churns, the world turns 

Everyone aboard on the merry-go-round 
Some things will rise up so that others come down 
If the devil don't dance, heaven won't shine 
It's a mighty thick haze and it's a pretty thin line 
If the facuet is tightened up the love won't flow 
If the love isn't bright enough the corn won't grow 
If the night isn't dark enough the moon won't glow