They will come round, round
They will come round, round
When they come down, down
We’ll be saved once again

The people in the streets
Are singing out their lungs
And the beating of the people
Is the beating of their hearts

When will they come down, down?
When will they come round, round?
We need someone to tell us something
To save us from ourselves

They will come round, round
When the streets are on fire
And the children have stopped screaming
And the people are almost gone

And they will come round, round
And they come down, down
They look us straight in the eyes
And say, “I’m sorry, it’s your time.”

And the world spins round
And my heart goes down
And people do not cry
They just lay down to die

And the world spins round
A desert place we shoved down
And the people do not think
They just closed eyes

And the world spins on
And the people are gone
And my heart goes down
So I lay on the ground

And I wait for them to come
And I wait for them to stay
But they came, and they went
They went away

My heart stopped hurting
Because the world kept turning
And there are no more people
And now there is a sunrise

They will come round, round
They will come round, round
When they come down, down
I’ll be saved once again