Circular Feeling

Circular feeling, dull bladed knife

A quick stretch too the ceiling, the view here's alright

And I've done my thinking, yes I've served my time

It's a circular sinking back, setting it right

Eternal cycle of circular sighing, and circular winding back to nothing again

And then five people call me up, say the same thing

"It's a circular feeling, no feeling's the same"

Circular selling me all that you've got, you can capitalize but it will not add up (ain't backed by shit)

But circular certainty looks good on paper

Give it up won't you child? For there's nothing to gain there

Circular hoping, and unsteady ground