John Van Deusen Broken Record
[Verse 1]
Son, I want you to know the garden
Soil in the morning, Poet's ‘Lilly'
Everything that you lay your hands upon
Will one day dance with ashen faun
[Chorus 1]
So make tomorrow golden
Dirt on your hands
As the world runs circles
World runs circles, world runs circles, world runs circles
Like a broken record
[Verse 2]
Son, I want you to know the forest
Amber-soaked alders in the spring tide
Everyone that you lay your lips upon
Will one day dance with ashen faun
[Chorus 2]
So make tomorrow golden
Gentle and kind
As the world runs circles
World runs circles, world runs circles, world runs circles
Like a broken record
Like a broken record
Like a broken record