And then she asks me, 'What circles
Alone at night in movies?'
Think if we were on the edge
What do you know about what I've lost to make it?
I'd like to say half of it's solved
But I've got weights like I'm carrying a corpse
And the half that's hanging, as if it had a face
And the light wide open at the end
And I record, I've got a boulder in my gut
Must be these re-fa-si notes I run into
If it weren't the life I'm after
The one I rewrite with ink
I've got an idea, I head straight right
I'm not lost, heart on my temple
In the storm, it explodes all of a sudden
Sorry for the rush, keep watch over my steps
God always helps me, no, it's not routine
I vault the fences, I head to the peak
And then she asks me, 'What circles
Alone at night in movies?'
Think if we were on the edge
What do you know about what I've lost to make it?
And then she asks me, 'What circles
Alone at night in movies?'
Think if we were on the edge
What do you know about what I've lost to make it?
I let time drift in the same places I flee
And I take one step, slow, but then I wake up, I'm at four
I'm among the wires, hung on all I've learned, I get distracted
And if I couldn't reach it I'd stretch my arms, I'd take a jump
Up high, I sprint, I keep the pace
What costs me dearly isn't made
Of the things that money's made of, what's that made of
If inside there's a huge void, between spaces
I try to explain myself in parts and reconnect
Between the arrows of a map, on the palm
If you'd listen to me clearly, I'd explain myself
I let the pieces go back and I regret them
And then she asks me, 'What circles
Alone at night in movies?'
Think if we were on the edge
What do you know about what I've lost to make it?