Everything that Rises Must Converge

Some folks are like umbrellas
 They pass through your life with little meaning
 And then there's the ones who 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'd, like
 Everything that rises must converge
 When so-called experts try to tell you that
 Parallel lines will never intersect
 Don't listen to the man
 Don't you believe a word
 I'm speaking from experience
 Everything that floats is gonne 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 who 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'd, like
 Everything that rises must converge