The circle, a beautiful Who's stays the same Caught within Swirl of trickles into the perished earth below Provides the nourishment for that which is done Vain, all seems vain And I stare at the curved shaped room around me
The circle, a beautiful Who's stays the same Caught within Swirl of trickles into the perished earth below Provides the nourishment for that which is done Vain, all seems vain And I stare at the curved shaped room around me