Parallels

What I'm thinking I can't put my finger on
Go through the motions but the motion is wrong
Flip the pages until the book falls apart
Carrying on is an art

There's a place that I'm looking for
Where all the parallels converge
Where I can square the circle with the flick of a wrist
And all the solutions merge
But it's not here

Cut it down till you're losing the sense
The grass is brown on both sides of the fence
The mystery is just another empty box
But still we're drawn to the locks

There's a place that I'm looking for
Where all the parallels converge
Where I can square the circle with the flick of a wrist
And all the solutions merge
But it's not here

There's a place that I'm looking for
Where all the parallels converge
Where I can square the circle with the flick of a wrist
And all the solutions merge
But it's not here



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