Spinning Song

Once there was a song, the song yearned to be sung

It was a spinning song about the king of rock 'n' roll

The king was first a young prince, the prince was the best

With his black jelly hair he crashed onto a stage in Vegas

The king had a queen, the queen's hair was a stairway

She tended the castle garden, and in the garden planted a tree

The garden tree was a stairway, it was sixteen branches high

On the top branch was a nest, sing the high cloudy nest

In the nest was a bird, the bird had a wing

The wing had a feather, spin the feather and sing the wind

The king in time died, the queen's heart broke like a vow

And the tree returned to the earth with the nest and the bird

But the feather spun upward, upward and upward

Spinning all the weather vanes, and you're sitting at the kitchen table, listening to the radio

And I love you, and I love you, and I love you, and I love you

And I love you, and I love you, and I love you

Peace will come, a peace will come, a peace will come in time

A time will come, a time will come, a time will come for us

Peace will come, a peace will come, a peace will come in time

A time will come, a time will come, a time will come for us