I'm on my knees
and shes on her last defense
though the tempest may breathe
we know we're on our last pretense
our love is cyclical
it moves in circles
shifting and convolving
goes round again
it shelters like nightfal
sinks us in circles
pray the dark of night sees the sun
again...

if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter
if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter
again

so [bad word] the rain
it falls on my face again
though i'm tempted to start
after considering i stop again
we break the dark seal
unhide whats been hidden
reacting to the unreal
 [bad word] me i know how it feels, yeah...

our love is cyclical
it moves in circles
shifting and convolving
goes around again
it shelters like nightfall
sinks us in circles
pray the dark of night
sees the sun again...

if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter
if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter,
again

our love is cyclical
it moves in circles
shifting and convolving
goes round again
it shelters like nightfall
sinks us in circles
pray the dark of night
sees the sun again...

if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter
if i believe,
tell me we'll eventually matter,
again