Some folks are like umbrellas
They pass through your life with little meaning
And then there's the ones that make you hang on to every word
Well, she was one of the latter
She came into my room and told me things that matter
Like, everything that rises must converge
When so-called experts try to tell you
That parallel lines never intersect
Don't listen to 'em man, don't you believe a word
I'm speaking from experience
Everything that floats is gonna run into something
'Cause everything that rises must converge
Some folks are like umbrellas
They pass through your life with little meaning
And then there's the ones that make you hang on to every word
Well, he was one of the latter
He came into my room and told me things that matter
Like, everything that rises must converge