Outstanding track. Beautiful observational lyrics really capture the beauty of the everyday :)

Great to hear both of you together!  I’m a long time Jolie fan! Excellent song/lyrics!

Very cool storytelling style of folk music. It feels familiar, like it reminds me of something I can't quite place. There's an energy to this track that reminds me a bit of the traveling wilburys.

fantastic lyrics....love the ny stories you tell here..great track

Wow! Great all around with a stunningly well written narrative.

excellent song and lyrics..love the representation of "life"in the lyrics..insightful/thought provoking

On a rainy corner of Bleecker and somewhere
A guy’s selling bootlegs of the musical “Hair”
He’s got a Dead Kennedys t-shirt full of stains
And a head full of smoke and graffiti brains
Some preacher’s got a cape and a bluetooth mic
Says “the end is near” well maybe tonight

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la

Now Maria from the Village used to take ballet and tea
Now she’s pouring drinks down on Avenue D
She says she’s going to Paris and Spain someday
But her passport’s expired and her hair’s gone gray
She says “life’s a curse when you’ve got too much soul”
Then she laughs at herself and plays some rock and roll

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

There’s Frankie with a limp by the laundromat light
Lost a toe and his luck in a Bushwick fight
Tells me stories about a dancer he once knew
With a husky voice and a switch-up crew
Now he fixes bikes and belts out Springsteen tunes
Says “the world’s lost rhythm but I keep the groove”

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

Newsstand headlines scream of fire and floods
But the bodega cat doesn’t hold a grudge
The cops crack wise on a midnight beat
While the rappers trade lines on Delancey Street
I passed by your old place it’s a weed shop now
But I swear I saw you in the crowd somehow

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la 

Steam rises up through an old metal grate
Like the city’s exhaling all of its grief and weight
A kid tags a mural with a trembling hand
Says “my father got ghosted in Afghanistan”
But an old folkie down on Canal and West
Strums “New Morning” in a brown tweed vest

And the world rolls on
And the world rolls on
La, la, la, la, la, la

World Rolls On (with Joliz)

Music lover & singer-songwriter. Many thanks for taking the time to listen.

Unless noted, all songs Copyright © Robert S. Dean.

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