Текст песни Circles

We talk too much

We talk in circles

Till we're all spinning around,

Reaching for rings,

On this marry-go-round

The scenery's spent

We call it progress

I've seen this all before

When all said is done,

Wake up on the floor

We set sail with no fixed star in sight
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We drive by (braille?/brail?) in candle light

We're building towers, with no foundation.

Just stacking stone on stone

Whatever it takes

Mix our mortar with (books?/bones?)

True progress means, matching the world to

The vision in our heads.

We always change,

The vision instead.

We set sail with no fixed star in sight.

We drive by (braille?/brail?) in candle light