This vision of circles They have lost their way I swear, tomorrow It becomes your name Can I see you again On a slow day When my heart begins To beat unscathed All these contrite illusions One cannot elude Consummate your defection With regrets abound When I saw you again On a lost day My heart failed To beat unscathed No one gets away from you unscathed You say you are merely a serf For the lesser evil That loves to cut lifelines