Is it strange? Is it weird?   They come in search of truth   We must be on the spot   There?s only me and you      [Incomprehensible] and you were fine   All your thoughts are out of mind      It doesn?t start, it will not end   But how will we be moved?   On a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun      Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun   On a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun   Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun   On a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun      Looks up and comes down   Floatin? through the void   Gettin? lost, gettin? found   Is somethin? we can use      It doesn?t start, it doesn?t end   How will we be moved?   On a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun      Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun   I?m on a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun   Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun   I?m on a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun      Echoes round the sun, echoes round the sun   I?m on a rock spinnin? through the echoes round the sun      Me and you on a spot   Me and you on a spot   Me and you on a spot   Me and you on a spot      Me and you on a spot   Me and you on a spot