| Circles |
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| When you were languishing in rooms I built to foul you in And when the wind set down in funnel form and pulled you in I don’t need to walk around in circles |
| When the ghostly dust of violence traces everything |
| And when the gas is drained just wreck it, you insured the thing |
| But I can’t sigh now that you made the move |
| It has gone and gone to dogs, lay down on the floor |
| For the right price I can get everything |
| Slip into the car, go driving to the farthest star |
