Circles

It's been years since we carved our names on a

Clocktower door before everything changed, we were

Big-eyed boys with the salt on our skin, and we'd

Throw our kites to the wind

And they'd fly on and on and on and on

On and on and on and on

On and on and on and on

It's been years since we whispered soft with the

Torch light on and the big light off, we were

Tired boys with the soap on our skin and we'd

Fall asleep to the wind

And we'd dream on and on and on and on

On and on and on and on

On and on and on and on

'Cause we're circles, we're circles, you see

We go 'round, 'round the sun, in and out like the sea

I'll circle round you, you will circle 'round me

And in years when the torch light thins and the

Clocktower's gone and the bim light dims, we'll no

Longer be boys, we'll have lines on our skin and they'll

Throw our dust to the wind