the living and the dying are the ribbons and the rings,
they are tied up like a May pole, and they circle everything
so now your chaff is flying, and we watch it on the air,
and wonder how what’s left behind is more than what was there..
I have seen you shining, and you’re not done shining yet,
and if I was a betting man, you’d be my safest bet,
surrender big and little, we’ll surrender everything,
from somewhere in the middle, you’re reminding me to sing..
draw a ring around your living, tie a ribbon ‘round this day,
there is nothing here that we can keep, let’s give it all away
and wonder how what’s left behind is more than what was there,
surrender big and little, we’ll surrender everything,
from somewhere in the middle, you’re reminding me to sing,
to sing…
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