Circles, Triangles and Squares
Holding my arms out horizontal
Sure to keep my distance if you're passing me
And my passion for loud sneezing is conducted in secret
You can rest assured, it's only allergies
Hey I'm dancing in spite of my hayfever
Like Francis of Assisi I came to feed the birds
But they all laugh at me
I'm wearing just a sackcloth
All my friends were laid off
And now it's only me
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
In these days of blissful self-reflection I'm taking daily selfies, a visual catalogue
And please don't be so selfish I'm preaching self-reliance I'm guided by the science
My paper's analogue
And I'm an anablogger
Watching all the joggers
Striving to be seen
Striving on their Strava
As if the grass is lava
And Dante's in hi-viz
Blowing them a kiss
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
While you were going viral
I fell into a spiral
Of latent memories
Of demons and of tea
Now I'm only acting
But there might be state actors
Hacking my accounts and following me around
But I'm on an inner journey
And there's no way I'm turning
To take a look behind
The stars are all aligned
My arms are horizontal, I guess it's just my system
You've got to keep your distance
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
Sure to keep my distance if you're passing me
And my passion for loud sneezing is conducted in secret
You can rest assured, it's only allergies
Hey I'm dancing in spite of my hayfever
Like Francis of Assisi I came to feed the birds
But they all laugh at me
I'm wearing just a sackcloth
All my friends were laid off
And now it's only me
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
In these days of blissful self-reflection I'm taking daily selfies, a visual catalogue
And please don't be so selfish I'm preaching self-reliance I'm guided by the science
My paper's analogue
And I'm an anablogger
Watching all the joggers
Striving to be seen
Striving on their Strava
As if the grass is lava
And Dante's in hi-viz
Blowing them a kiss
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
While you were going viral
I fell into a spiral
Of latent memories
Of demons and of tea
Now I'm only acting
But there might be state actors
Hacking my accounts and following me around
But I'm on an inner journey
And there's no way I'm turning
To take a look behind
The stars are all aligned
My arms are horizontal, I guess it's just my system
You've got to keep your distance
Days run circles, triangles and squares around me
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Writer(s): Michael Allen
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