This vision of circles
They have lost their way
I swear, tomorrow
It becomes your name

Can I see you again
On a slow day
When my heart begins
To beat unscathed

All these contrite illusions
One cannot elude
Consummate your defection
With regrets abound

When I saw you again
On a lost day
My heart failed
To beat unscathed

No one gets away from you unscathed

You say you are merely a serf
For the lesser evil
That loves to cut lifelines