The Cycle -

We were so close to symmetry

A progressive serenity

The ring that lies, inside your eyes

Such is the king of the deceit

These multiples of painted glass

And the offering made to last

Standing corners, and nothing pure

The present becoming the past

Time is the circle that draws us all

But that time ends now…

As the light dawns on us all

The ones we know are watchful

They’ll keep the system fixed on

Explaining the shades of the cycle

Now the memory of autumn leaves

Gathering the December trees

A bitter wind, that’s always been

Recovering the vivid dreams

The binding of limitations

Are breaking through our sensations

I will provide, the words inside

And shake our world of the burdens

As the light dawns on us all

The ones we know are watchful

They’ll keep the system fixed on

Explaining the shades of the cycle

We are many, we are one

And the cycle is something more

This is the only circle

To draw different than before…

Time is the circle that draws us all

But that time ends now…

As the light dawns on us all

The ones we know are watchful

They’ll keep the system fixed on

Explaining the shades of the cycle