Thrice Circles Lyrics

Till we’re all spinning 'round
Reaching for rings on this merry-go-round

The scenery spins; we call it progress,
But I’ve seen this all before
When all’s said and done
We’ll wake up on the floor

We set sail with no fixed star in sight
We drive by braille and candlelight

We’re building towers with no foundations
Just stacking stone on stone
Whatever it takes
Mix our mortar with bones

True progress means matching the world to
The vision in our heads
But we always change the vision instead

We set sail with no fixed star in sight
We drive by braille and candlelight




Written by: Eddie Breckenridge, James Riley Breckenridge, Dustin Michael Kensrue, Teppei Teranishi
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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