Circles and circumstance
Winding upon themselves
These constant continuities
Into which we dive and delve
All roads lead to Rome it seems
Which brings us back to here
The point of origin within
And source of all our tears

Circles and circumstance
Winding upon themselves
These constant continuities
Into which we dive and delve
All roads lead to Rome it seems
Which brings us back to here
The point of origin within
And source of all our tears
