In a great big world, spinnin' around People walkin' around on shaky ground My foundation's solid Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea It's you that keeps me solid I don't own nothin' new I might look like a mess to you This ol' thing I drive

Carry him to his bury'n ground Walk him along, John, Carry him along Tell me where you're stormy Well General Taylor gained the day Well General Taylor he gained the day Walk him along, John, carry him along We'll dig his grave with a silver spade

Who are you Who who who who I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

'Cause we all fall down Climb every mountain How high doesn't matter Don't ever be afraid to fall Walk out on that wire Climb every ladder Keep your back against the wall And don't be scared to hit the ground Don't be afraid to lose your way

So shame on me now Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble Flew me to places I'd never been I knew you were trouble when you walked in Till you put me down Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground Oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in Trouble, trouble,

Death by the head crusher, Head Crusher! Time to take your last walk in this world Before your journey begins underground But not before we torment you from your Cell straight to hell with a short detour in-between Begging for mercy, all alone Unable to

Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' 'round soon In the end, son, I was once like you The hole in the ground is comin' 'round, comin' 'round soon I walk through fire, I feel no pain Fields of war which fuel my veins Cut me, child,

In a great big world, spinnin' around People walkin' around on shaky ground My foundation's solid Like a vessel gettin' tossed on the big blue sea It's you that keeps me solid I don't own nothin' new I might look like a mess to you This ol' thing I drive

Bow your head In the sea of red There are stories to be told As the years go by All the memories unfold Now look and listen as you walk around And you'll hear voices on the wind Those lonely whispers from this hallowed ground