| In these small towns |
| There’s a movement found |
| Where actions allow |
| Break out the silence |
| In the streets that hold |
| A nations worth |
| Or the nations curse |
| Cause I like to go |
| Go outside |
| Do what we like |
| Head to a hilltop where they see our eyes |
| Feel bright |
| We’ll do what we like |
| We’ll do what we like |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |
| It’s a war outside |
| Is the end in sight? |
| The actions speakin louder |
| And the people make you go |
| Go outside |
| Do what you like |
| Do what you like |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |
| You’re makin' me desperate |
| You’re makin' me wholesome |
| You’re makin' me better |
| You’re makin' my hole |
| You’re comin' around |
| You’re comin' around |
| You’re makin' me desperate |
| You’re makin' me wholesome |
| You’re makin' me better |
| You’re makin' my hole |
| You’re comin' around |
| You’re comin' around |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |
| And if it all falls down to this |
| Would you come around, come around |
| To a better sound, better sound |