Back to the circle
Yeah, every time I reach in my pocket
The warmest days bring the haunting memories
They shock me for hours and hours
I ask myself to make some sense of it
I keep on rolling down
And I said
Now you miss me 'cuz I miss me too
I miss the me that I associate them days with
I stayed by your side
And you by mine
But I can't decide if that world was fake
Saturated
Beautifully sensate
But reality's a shipwreck
Pretend that thе past was a pic so perfect
So we had an еxcuse, just to believe that it was worth it to go
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
My phone dings, to start the volution
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
I walk to the past
And the solution's never there
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
My phone dings, to start the volution
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
I walk to the past
And the solution's never there
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
Back to the circle
Back to the circle
A kaleidoscope view of all our yesterdays forgets all the hell we raised
It remembers the make-ups made up of sweets
A spring-time tangerine
Coloring the corners of my mind
We'd roll down that hill
And get all hazy
Relax and be laid back
Head on the grass
Watchin' the sky
A Van Gogh "Starry Night"
The star was us
From what I recall
But truth be told
The story is far
And if I've recalled it wrong
It really wouldn't be a good idea for us to go
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
My phone dings, to start the volution
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
I walk to the past
And the solution's never there
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
My phone dings, to start the volution
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
I walk to the past
And the solution's never there
Back to the circle, (oh nah)
Back to the circle
Back to the circle
(Instrumental)
( Jonah Spiva )
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