Testo Chronologic

There's a dullness today
Taking me far away
Playing with my bones
Only to deposit me home

And the hands on the wall
Paint so many pictures
Of faces I can't see Lives I used to know

Are you turning away from me?
Am I turning away from you?
Or do we circle each other in truth?

There's a silence today
Aching, cold and grey
Governing my fears
As time drifts by alone

Are you turning away from me?
Am I rolling away from you?
Or do we circle each other in truth?
There's a silence today
Aching, cold and grey
Governing my fears
As time drifts by alone

If a telephone call
Or the careless gesture
Reignites your doubt
The colder flame burns

Are you rolling away from me?
Am I turning away from you?
Or do we circle each other in truth?

Crawling through the forest is a mystery of life
Am I slipping on the journey, sliding on a knife?
Am I reeling in the forest with the circles at my side?
Am I asking the wrong questions?
Will I roll on through the forest, never seeing on the way?
Is it hope or perseverance is the flavour of the day?
Can I ever leave this forest, put the circles to one side?
You may lead me to the river but you won't enjoy the ride

There was sunshine today
Beaming in to play
Reeling round the room
A cog in the machine

In the pale midnight
Cold emotion's fixture
Spring will have its moon
Of movements I have known

Are you spinning away from me?
Am I spinning away from you?
Or do we circle each other in truth?

The logic recycles itself
Revolutions recoil on themselves