The circle, a beautiful
Who's stays the same
Caught within
Swirl of trickles into the perished earth below
Provides the nourishment for that which is done
Vain, all seems vain
And I stare at the curved shaped room around me
The circle, a beautiful
Who's stays the same
Caught within
Swirl of trickles into the perished earth below
Provides the nourishment for that which is done
Vain, all seems vain
And I stare at the curved shaped room around me