Circle the Square
You - you sleep so easily
I lay on needles and pins
You- you are gone but you're lingering
Still, like a vestigial limb
I settle down for the winter
I settle my debts and the score
And I settle for so much less when I deserve so much more
What are you made of?
What drives your heart to beat?
What fills your lungs up with air?
I buckle under the weight of
The burden of stoking delusion
Of trying to circle the square
You - you took the fire road
Barreled down past the water tower of rusted metal and steel
Maybe I'll take the higher road
Through these hairpin turns clutching, white knuckling the wheel
I settle down for the winter
I settle my debts and the score
And I settle for so much less when I deserve so much more
What are you made of?
What drives your heart to beat?
What fills your lungs up with air?
I buckle under the weight of
The burden of stoking delusion
Of trying to circle the square.
