The Unpoetic Circle (bottle Green) Lyrics

The Unpoetic Circle (bottle Green) lyrics

It is quite ironic,

I can't slow down this run,

But this was my
object:

To feel.



Here,

Without disturbances,

Lives the sound,

I want to close this cycle,

But is it
equilibrium?

We are sliding but all appears so immobile.



And
I'm so different from me:

It's so stupid.

Please sketch a portrait
to define,

I will offer you our faces,

Incompleteness,

Indefinite resistance.



Here,

Without disturbances,

Lives the sound,

I want to close this cycle,

But is it
equilibrium?



We are sliding but all appears so immobile.