Lines Circles — текст песни (Screaming Trees)

Crystal faces on a windowsill

I can hear them whisper slowly

Like the chill wind

That moves around this room Im in



Theyre going places Ive never been

Saying words Ive never said

Thoughts of logic at once stopped dead

Moving up all around my head

Lines are forming, circling round my eyes

Turning round, voice would never die



Hey mister sun outside my doorway

Is a revelation, a revolution



I know I would, Ive seen its real

I know I can set your mind free

Theres a wide open top to your flower

Every hour growing dead

Lines are forming, circling round my eyes

Turning round, voice would never die



Crystal evenings cracked just like the smile I knew



Were going nowhere so much faster

I cant try to make it stop, yeah

I know theres truth that lies beyond

This world that you perceive

Lines are forming, circling round my eyes

Turning round, voice would never die



Its forming

In a shapeless world Ive formed a change