Let it scold
Let it run through
A thousand different ways
In countless multitudes
Days bleed into days
The sequence rounds
I am left to ruminate and circle down
And circle down
Safe
From meaning
Make me to believe it
Senseless unrest
Sours my thoughts
Patterns of dissent
Enduring
Days bleed into days
The sequence rounds
I am left to ruminate and circle down
Slip
It takes less now
Last regret
Bridges the gap
I propose
Better to cut it off than to
Decompose
Clipped like a young rose