Counting Train Cars

Remember watching children play Ring-around-the roses Tiny electrons circling in neutral ground So much gravity, in gravity Boys in bars, they stir their drinks Clockwise while the ladies dance Bodies and thoughts constantly in motion Oh, what a time to think of mom Counting train cars This is a place called paradise Make the fist that holds the paintbrush Take your open hand and roll the dice The trains will pa*s and the pups will rush Walk outside, stare down the sky Stars are fixed and so am I Grand illusions constantly in motion Oh what a time for gravity, counting train cars Another day in paradise Counting train cars Another day of gravity Counting train cars