Lyrics

EVERY SOUL
(Music & Lyric by Louis Rosen and Thom Bishop)

Some are called, but few are chosen
Some depart but most remain
I feel altogether broken
Alive only in name

It’s the strangest contradiction
It’s the queerest way to feel
To be facing this condition
Like a dream, but all too real

I’ll be gone for the summer
I won’t be back ‘till fall
If I find my salvation
I won’t be back at all

I will wait along the canyon
In the evening’s deepest blue
If you feel you’ve been abandoned
I’ll be standing next to you

Every soul’s a circus
Every mind’s a tent
And every heart’s a sawdust ring
Where the circling race is spent*

I’ll be gone for the summer
I won’t be back ‘till fall
If I find my salvation
I won’t be back at all

I’ll be gone for the summer
I won’t be back ‘till fall
If I find my salvation
I won’t be back at all
I won’t be back at all
I won’t
Be back
At all

*This quatrain quotes the Vachel Lindsey poem, “Every Soul is a Circus.”

© 2017 by Louis Rosen/Lullwater Music, ASCAP, and Thom Bishop, Wireless Music, BMI. All rights reserved.