Circles
“I could listen to ‘Circles,’ ‘Frame of Gold,’ and ‘A Revery’ until I alienate everyone around me and still have a few more spins left in me; they are hooky as all get-out yet deep enough to elicit careful attention to the message of each track.”
To wish it all away, to speak of life as torment
Is a giant claim for anyone
But a thought that reoccurs, an action that lays dormant
Has found the minds of everyone
Air escapes a lung, it rises to the surface
As you sink to the floor
A breath just like the last, a sigh that longs for purpose,
A need for something more
Think in dry routine, walk lines of repetition
That stretch longer everyday
These circles are a blur of general disinterest
Because what matters anyway?
Faces all around begin to look like strangers,
Begging to be heard
They speak in foreign tongues that form syllables of nonsense
And you can't hear a word
And you're the gray inside this bright collage,
The actor force-fed dialogue
The Earth will spin but your world won't turn into something else
You're thinking to yourself...
"Take me to the place where we all lay still
I've had some great times, now I've had my fill
Lovers and friends, I've had plenty
But the weight in me is getting too heavy
I want to return to the yearning earth,
Sleep in peace, pray for no rebirth
Reincarnation doesn't exist,
An idea for those who can't call it quits
These circles are dull and they are a blur
I've traced them so long that it starts to hurt
They're closing in tight just like a noose
I'm reaching for a knife to cut myself loose
I want to return to the yearning earth,
Sleep in peace, pray for no rebirth"
Guitar tuned down a half step
Intro:
Em-v1 | Dadd4 | C-v2 | G-v2 F#maddb2
Em version1: x 7 5 0 x x
Dadd4: x 5 4 0 x x
C version2: x 3 2 0 x x
G version2: x 10 9 0 x x
F#maddb2: x 9 7 0 x x
Verse:
Em-v1 | Em7/D 4x
Em-v2 | G-bar-chord 4x
Em7/D: x 5 5 0 x x
Em version2: 0 7 5 0 x x
Chorus:
Cadd9 | G 4x
Cadd9: x 3 2 0 3 3
Outro:
Am | C | G | G
Am | C | G | D
Am | C | G | G
Am | C | Em