I want a notion, contented by my own belief

A sign of erosion allows me to forget my fears

‘Cos while they’re here in me I know this circularity comes up, aloud, at once, and I know it’s all because I don’t want to know your name

I believe in clarity, a simple singularity engaging

Where everyone believes that everything perceives all

A radiance outside of me, a chance to see that all of this inflaming is borne of all a blurred and discontented soul

Now, it seems a kind of elation is transcending me to perfect bliss, but there’s a kind of frustration that I will never know this everything

Yeah, I know that I’m ‘only’, but I just can’t perceive myself

There’s a sense of a longing; that we need circularity

Yeah, we know that we’re 'only', but we’re losing our sense of 'self'

There’s a sense of foreboding that we need circularity

Yeah, I know it’s all too late and I fear that we’ve fallen from grace

But there’s a kind of elation that’s transcending us to perfect bliss

Yet there’s a sense of frustration that’s corroding everything!

Yeah, I know that I’m ‘only’, but I just can’t perceive myself

There’s a sense of a longing; that we need circularity

Yeah, we know that we’re lonely, but we’re losing our sense of 'self'

There’s a sense of foreboding that we need circularity