That round thing, what's it for? Picked it up off the floor I dropped it then it came Right back to where it was before I threw it at the wall And rolled it down the hall I tossed it carefully to you You threw it back to me There was a pond in which I'd stand beside and pitch Just heavy things i'd find along its shore Like rocks and bricks I threw this new thing in I held my breath and when It fell, it stayed on top Where other things had sunken in It floated It floated Don't know what day it is There's still no shaking this The gist of what I'm saying is This heaviness will lift But as the time goes by I kind of realize That heavy is as heavy does As heavy multiplies We floated We floated We floated We floated