Spun - Stellar Circuits

I’m waiting on the edge I came for

When you’re not around it can’t be ignored

I can’t take no more

I won’t be waiting for you

As we fade into the edge of our sun

And its uncertain

That this circus

It could be the end of all that I know

The record could change, its cold

Regardless of the winter

The rain is all our own

Into the wreckage we all could go

Uncertain situations

The cause of who you show

You could guide us along

The face of a stranger can take us out beyond

When you call all of our own

The waste of a savior you claim is never wrong

When all this time the silence comes before

When all this time we wait in our home

For guidance from before

I’m still waiting for the evidence

I’m still silent but before

Waiting for the world

I’ll be coming down and then you know

This must be my place

To take this to the face

And leave this play

I’m getting spun

Really, you’re taking too long

Waiting for the world to drift into the edge of our sun

When it’s uncertain that this circus

It could be the end of all that I know

And the record to change

It’s old, regardless of the weather

The rage is all our own

Into the wreckage we all take hold

Uncertain situations

The cause of who you know

I feel it coming undone

I’m spun