Circle of Blue

reflected in a blackhole in a circle of blue that's you i see a wedding gown that i'm tearing down that i'm leaving in tatters

then in the steam apocolypse the circle is chalk; you walk i'm on my motorbike can't catch your speedy hike can't catch your hem or your hearse

i see we're struggling every day we're battling every day i'm tying my shoe and when i wake up it's all still true

reflected in your eyes i see the face of a fool, uncool i catch my nervous tic i see you flinch at it i see you know what to expect

you face becomes like mine, icy but waiting to flame and blame cause i want it no pressure and you want a long future and i want my childhood to last

i see we're struggling every day we're battling every day's a meaningless chore and what is that kind of love for?

i see we're struggling every day we're battling every day i untie the knots and by this evening i'm alone with my thoughts.