There’s a movement in the souls
Some will come and some will go
To a place that no one knows
and this cycle never slows
Little person, welcome to our home
I pray you’ll never be alone
There’s a man I hope you know
He’s brave and growing old
Some of his blood flows in yours
And we’re all somewhere in the middle as these doors keep spinning round’
We show up knowing nothing about this world of ours
And then we try to make the most of what you’ve given us
Before it’s time for you to take it back
There’s a movement in the souls
I met an angel long ago
He taught me everything I know
Then said it’s time to go
I’ll come back and meet you down the road
And we’re all somewhere in the middle as these doors keep spinning ‘round
We show up knowing nothing about this world of ours
And then we try to be our best with what you’ve given us
Before it’s time for you to take us
back