Sooner or later gravity always wins

And the clock on the wall runs down

The plates you've been spinning break on the floor

And the people edge toward the door

You got me going

You got me going around

You got me going around in circles

Chasing my tail - spitting into the wind

You got me going around

Sooner or later

Indian summer is gone

And everything green turns brown

The wind gnaws the tree down to skeleton bones

And the sun's just a shiny cold stone

Sooner or later

We'll be together again

And there's no telling where or when