Circles - Striving Vines

By the lost banks of affection

she is swimming in the river of deception

Why bother?

Where do lovers go?

In the hands of gods of fashion

in this place desolated from passion

I wonder how can we go on?

Blindfolded as they walk alone

with folded hands the night’s so long

when your faith has gone

we lost our fairytales that night

reached the ending there’s no pages left

They’ll be walking round’n circles

They’ll be walking round’n circles

They’ll be walking round’n circles

So little time

To the peaks of cold barren mountains

they are dragging rocks on their aching backs

how can we go on?

All the tears drew me to see clear

when my eyes ran dry I nearly lost my mind

why should we go on?

Blindfolded as they walk alone

with folded hands the night’s so long

when your faith has gone

we lost our fairytales that night

reached the ending there’s no pages left

Lost the will to go on

leave me here at the side of the road

But I know

yeah I know

We’ll be walking round’n circles (circles for all time)

We’ll be walking round’n circles

We’ll be walking round’n circles

So little time