Caught me running in circles when I have your little hearts right here, inside my lungs
Ideas of movement and orbit; tracing your gravitational pull
But God, I'm tired, I could do with a dose of pain; ten thousand doldrums in a day
And is it wrong? We must take the time to sort it out, but who could have patience in a drought
Circling me with all of the love I've ever known-I couldn't it hold it on my own
Opie's Funeral - Circles Lyrics
Opie's Funeral - Circles Lyrics
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Caught me running in circles when I have your little hearts right here, inside my lungs
Ideas of movement and orbit; tracing your gravitational pull
But God, I'm tired, I could do with a dose of pain; ten thousand doldrums in a day
And is it wrong? We must take the time to sort it out, but who could have patience in a drought
Circling me with all of the love I've ever known-I couldn't it hold it on my own
Ideas of movement and orbit; tracing your gravitational pull
But God, I'm tired, I could do with a dose of pain; ten thousand doldrums in a day
And is it wrong? We must take the time to sort it out, but who could have patience in a drought
Circling me with all of the love I've ever known-I couldn't it hold it on my own
Writer: Caleb van der Leek
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