Circles

The day's gone
You walk alone
In circles you've drawn

The wind blows
Against your bones
The lust of night's lung

I know it's gone for good
The light's gone out for you

Look into your own flash and blood
You're missing the dawn of your soul

Misery's calling
Misery's calling
Misery's calling out for you

And you can't ignore
Misery's call

But it's in the tears you cry
And it's in the songs you write
And in every piece of your own ruins