(Springfield)

I drop a stone into the ocean, every choice,

another turn of the screw,

Another wheel set in motion, with every single thing I do

It's there in the air that I breathe, it's in my whisper and scream

Inside everything I believe, and

it's all gonna come around someday



As the smallest stream runs to a river

and every river runs to the sea

So every bit of love that I give to another,

You know that I believe it comes back to me



There is no absolution whether I'm the garden or the rose

If I ain't part of the solution... yeah you know how that goes

You can always leave but you bring it all back home someday



Every single thing I say, everyone I betray

Any love that I take when I do not make it in return

Every thing I do and every time I've been unfaithful too

all the things that I believe are lessons I must learn