One last step to the edge
Before your head swells
No mistakes have been made at all
Pupils wide eyes dilate
The inner sanctum
Echoes inside, as you arrive back home
A circle forms
Familiar people
Parading through
The pieces of you we share
Against the grain you turn the tide
But no solution
On a new plane, in a new place
Watching through a jaded face
The dam is breaking
And so is the act, drop it now
A circle forms
Familiar people
Parading through
The pieces of you we share
A circle forms
Familiar people
Parading through
The pieces of you we share