This chapter is over
He’s not coming home
Her heart in her throat
She falls to the floor
She shuns every memory
Every letter and call
Just to get through each second
She is slowly shutting off
Where is her sweet revenge
Who will she blame
Where is her freedom now
How can she reclaim it
He wipes the sweat from her face
As she moans in pain
A tiny and helpless life
Comes as if to say
Here is your sweetest gift
Take this moment it is safe
Its true pure and beautiful
In return for all of your pain
Eyes wide and heart warm
She sees him in her face
If you watch the way the world gives back
In circles you will trace
"I was a little shook up by the song called Circles. I get that way whenever I feel the sadness of a loss coming about. It can be the loss of love or life or happiness; doesn’t matter. The song blatantly reminds you that just when you think life is going in the right direction it twains into directions you never anticipated. Natalie's lilting voice is well accompanied by a bluesy piano. Life does after all move in circles."
-newagereporter.com
This chapter is over He’s not coming home Her heart in her throat She falls to the floor
She shuns every memory Every letter and call Just to get through each second She is slowly shutting off
Where is her sweet revenge Who will she blame Where is her freedom now How can she reclaim it
He wipes the sweat from her face As she moans in pain A tiny and helpless life Comes as if to say
Here is your sweetest gift Take this moment it is safe Its true pure and beautiful In return for all of your pain
Eyes wide and heart warm She sees him in her face If you watch the way the world gives back In circles you will trace
"I was a little shook up by the song called Circles. I get that way whenever I feel the sadness of a loss coming about. It can be the loss of love or life or happiness; doesn’t matter. The song blatantly reminds you that just when you think life is going in the right direction it twains into directions you never anticipated. Natalie's lilting voice is well accompanied by a bluesy piano. Life does after all move in circles." -newagereporter.com