David Mead - Figure Of Eight lyrics

Noon siesta floating off the radio May has come to rescue central park Watch the kids revive the sounds of mexico It gives them a spark and something to breathe The beauty of everything unseen The figure of eight goes 'round Leaves you alive where you started It's good to be up when you're down So what are you waiting for If all of your past is now The figure of eight, the figure of eight goes around These are days you read about in magazines These are times they used to call a book Every option sitting here in front of me Could give me a look, sweet on the vine I take them back home and make them mine The figure of eight goes 'round... In a maze of broken dreams It is all just what it seems And a sweet, forgotten sound Goes around The figure of eight goes 'round...