Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners
Somersault
And I'm on and off
And I somersault
Show my friends they’re loved
You've been here too long

I’ll lose and find myself on a whim
And step past the black and white
Toward pensive ways to live
I'll move towards something permanent
Never put it first and never last
I'll keep it all rollin'

And I said
I want that warm kind of heat
The softness
The closeness
I don’t want to rise above
I'll reach for things that couldn't be
Not lost and not hopeless
Till I've given it enough