Rolling the ball, rolling the ball,
rolling the ball to me
They arrived at an inconvienient time
I was hiding in a room in my mind
They made me look at myself
I saw it well, I'd shut the people
out of my life
So now I take the opportunities
Wonderful teachers ready to teach me
I must work on my mind
For now I realize that everyone of us
Has a heaven inside
(Chorus)
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot
Them heavy people help me
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball,
rolling the ball to me
They open doorways that I thought
were shut for good
They read me Gurdjieff and Jesu
They build up my body
Break me emotionally, it's nearly killing me
But what a lovely feeling!
I love the whirling of the Dervishes
I love the beauty of rare innocence
You don't need no crystal ball
Don't fall for a magic wand
We humans got it all, we perform
the miracles
(Chorus)
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