I WON'T BE
Running in circles
I WON'T BE PUT IN A HOLE

WASHED OUT AND WHIPED OF ALL THE UNPLEASANT
LIVING ONCE AS A PEASANT
HERE FOR NUTRIENTS OF LOVE

FOR DEATH IS NOT AROUND
AS I PLANT MY FEET ON COLD GROUND
THE
CLOUDS STRETCH INTO THE SKY
LIKE THE WHITE BLANKETS WE LAY IN

I'M NOT HERE TO LOSE
I'M NOT HERE TO WIN


WE ARE SPINE TO SPINE

WITH OUR HEART BEATS RATTLING EACH OTHERS BACKS
THIS FEELING IS LIKE DREAMING FOREVER
WILL I BE HERE IN NOVEMBER?
OR WILL I GO?

I WONT BE RUNNING IN CIRCLES
I STARTED AT SQUARE ONE
TO AVOID THE HOLE

MY HEART IS CROSSED
I'VE PAID THE COST OF BEING LOSSED
NOW I BELIEVE
I WON'T LEAVE

WE ARE SPINE TO SPINE
WITH MY HONESTY IN EVERY LINE
IN MY MIND THIS MIGHT BE THE TIME
TO FIND OUT WHAT'S MINE

BUT I'LL LET IT ALL GO
AND LET SUMMER SHINE

ONE LIFE IS REAL
WITH EVERTHING TO TOUCH AND FEEL