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Circles
As I wander out back on the streets
It occurred to me how much life repeats itself
Everything runs circles around this very spot
Whether we like it or not
I can’t seem to understand
Why you can’t comprehend and why you would pretend
You see that circles never end
Wounds that resurface are often those hardest to mend
So once again here we are
You presume to believe you’re ahead by far
As I see your display I have nothing to say
In spite of my confusion and utter dismay
Everythings so different yet everythings the same
I have a feeling that it’s never gonna change
I feel like combusting and I fear it’s too late
Unless the circles unravel and spin out straight