
Date of issue: 18.05.2003
Song language: English
Misty Circles |
An agressive nature does not make the weaker man a gladiator |
Inside this misty circle |
Well, here’s looking at you |
And all your schemes are undone |
And you just cna’t pul my ideas down |
Well take a good look within |
And this is no place for me |
Oh, I just can’t pull my ideas down! |
They won’t come down… |
Look at this mess we’re in |
Oh Lord, I do declare |
I’ve got rusted guitar strings, man |
They’re wound around my hair |
And lately these days |
I’m in so many empty spaces |
I’m transfixed I see these ugly faces |
That pull me down… |
Look at me, I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree |
My heads in the clouds, yeah I get misty |
Just holding your hand |
What can you do when you don’t seem to fit |
You fall to bits inside all because of it |
Blame it on some massive lack of confidence |
3 years from now, where will I be? |
Who will behind me pulling me down? |
Well I’m curious about how I got to be wrapped around |
The lines on someone’s hand |
Won’t you tell me realistically |
How long can I expect to be inside this misty circle? |