Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh I gotta start somewhere Gotta pick up where we left off It might not get better Who's to say and who's to know? It's when summer becomes free And the leaves begin to fall In the wake of the storm Air is different than before We go round and round And life keeps on spinning We keep looking for answers In the places they don't come Gotta shake this thing off Gotta open my mind 'Cause my blood keeps on pumping And I keep on looking Cause the beggars or the choosers The winners or the losers The simple tons and scarred The hopefuls and fallen We are coming to describe Is there a rhythm to the noise? Is life's boast forever weakening? Is there a meaning to return? We go round and round And life keeps on spinning We keep looking for answers In the places they don't come