Thrice
Circles (Textual Remix)
[Verse 1]
We talk too much; We talk in circles
'Till we're all spinning round
Reaching for rings

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're building towers with no foundations
Just stacking stone on stone
Whatever it takes
But true progress means matching the world to
The vision in our heads
But we always change the vision instead