Circles - MotorPsycho

Circles

Safe and familiar circles

An old battleground

With no victor crowned

And no way out

Circles

Go 'round and 'round in circles

And shiver inside

When planets collide

Lifetimes slip by in these circles

Circles

Days bleed into one grey mass

As distinction is blurred

Words are all slurred

And meaningless

Circles

Stuck in the mode established

So many years ago

This constant vertigo

Spiralling endlessly

Circles

We may be spinning alone in circles

But that is OK

You know what they say;

«Tomorrow's another day»