lyrics
Lonely minds wonder yet think too far ahead
Our days are numbered now
Slowly replicating circles
In my eyes
These boundaries are weak, broken
and almost nonexistent
Yet we seem to break these
Slowly replicating circles
In my eyes
It’s in my eyes
I don’t take many things to heart,
but I’ll take this to my grave
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from
Cycles,
released July 9, 2012
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