In Circles
In circles they move
Unnoticed by muted eyes
Is it an end or a new start?
Has it been for our sake to be apart?
Unbound from the need to survive
We live on our thirsty minds
Intentions, corrupted and wasted
Flow back like a river to what we never created
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell
The vanishing of hell?
In circles it grows
Unveiled by the quiet hands of night
Has it remained like devoted stars?
You don't feel the draining distance between us
Our home built on rifts
Unhealed by time or blood
Is it a curse to be sentient?
Blessed by their call, embraced
We will drown together
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
The vanishing of hell
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell?
The vanishing of hell
Haven't you been there?
Will they?
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
In circles we drift
Dreary and bleak
On days too weak to stand
Surrender, understand
In landscapes of ripeness
Fiery and flawless
We drag our desperate joy
And jealousy with us
And wisdom won't save us
Unnoticed by muted eyes
Is it an end or a new start?
Has it been for our sake to be apart?
Unbound from the need to survive
We live on our thirsty minds
Intentions, corrupted and wasted
Flow back like a river to what we never created
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell
The vanishing of hell?
In circles it grows
Unveiled by the quiet hands of night
Has it remained like devoted stars?
You don't feel the draining distance between us
Our home built on rifts
Unhealed by time or blood
Is it a curse to be sentient?
Blessed by their call, embraced
We will drown together
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
The vanishing of hell
Will they retell
The vanishing of hell?
The vanishing of hell
Haven't you been there?
Will they?
Spiders running out
Searching for their prey
Babies cry their hunger out
Garlands on an empty tree
After rains of joy
In circles we drift
Dreary and bleak
On days too weak to stand
Surrender, understand
In landscapes of ripeness
Fiery and flawless
We drag our desperate joy
And jealousy with us
And wisdom won't save us
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