Circles

There's a strange magnetism
To this place
When I stop trying
My steps retrace
Back in time
I've been here before
It's not deja vu
This is something more

Chorus
Circles circles
Spinning
Circles circles
Circles

Where I'm headed
I still don't know
Life is unpredictable
But it has a certain flow
I have my rhythm
I'm looking for a rhyme
The illusion continues
As I walk through time

The sights are beautiful
The sense is innate
My path is coming full
The circle contains fate
My thoughts keep pulsing
My heart keeps pumping
The seeing and believing
The wishing and the wanting.

posted by maskatron @ 9:03 PM