A Full Circle (2016 EP)

1. Down the Rabbit Hole

To go forward is to go back

To go back is to go forward

She’s running circles on a track

It doesn’t matter which direction

She says, “I am here, I’ve never been there before,

The grass was warm and I was looking hard,”

And, “I am there, I’ve never been here before,

I fell so deep it caught me off my guard.”

 

Ooo—Ooo—Ooo—

 

And at the stroke of midnight

The sun beams from straight above

North, South, East, West are obscured by the lack of shadows.

She’s in the Land of Midnight now

And when push comes to shove

She’ll drink a drink and shrink and slink away.

 

Ooo—Ooo—Ooo—

 

Stranger in a strange, strange land

Where rabbits white are late for dates,

Don’t have time to be her friend

Stranger in a strange, strange land

She’s further now from close

Than she has ever been.

 

2. A Full Circle

Well maybe I’m a fool

And maybe I’m a fake

Or maybe I’m a psychedelic mermaid

Drowning in your oxygen tank.

Ya daa ndaa daa— Ya daa ndaa—

Cause it’s hard to save face

When you can’t make a case

For a logic that doesn’t hold true.

 

Well maybe I’m a pawn

And maybe I’m a slave

Or maybe I’m a little bitty baby

With a war cry like an Indian Brave.

Ya daa ndaa daa— Ya daa ndaa—

I don’t know what is right

And I’m losing the light

It’s getting further and further from view.

 

All those run around times

And a’makin big sound times

And I had to go through it

But I sure did jump into it.

 

All those run around times

And a’makin big sound times

And I guess maybe I blew it

But, that’s the way I drew it.

 

All those run around times

Pick yourself up off the ground times

And I tried to play it cool

But, what a fool I was.

Ya daa ndaa—

 

And a full circle comes around every day

I know that it will find a way.

 

3. The Shape of Everything

He walks along the endless beaches of the universe

Collecting your new and used, your new and used experiences.

 He takes ‘em home and chops ‘em up and pastes ‘em back together again

Says, “They’re mine now, and they’re fine now, these experiences.”

 

He acts out all the parts

The saints, the killers, and the broken hearts.

Oh, he’s alone in a big black hole

Never lived one life of his own.

 

Ooo—Ooo—Your new and used,

Your new and used experiences

 

Won’t be forgotten, won’t be swallowed up by time eternal,

Yes we’re small, yes we’re all wondering why we have to die.

 But maybe there’s a reason dangling on a chain in a locket

that she’s tucked away, and when she remembers him, she’ll open it.

 

And when she does what will she find?

Will the truth unlocked be the balanced kind?

Or could it be the twisted symphony

of a broken mind?

 

Ooo—Ooo—

 

He has a stand at the supernova where he spends his days

Selling your new and used, your new and used experiences.

 From the latest to collector’s vintage, if the stars can spare some change,

They can shine like new with a little piece of you.

 

‘Cause after all memories fade.

Time carries out its brutal raid

on skin and bone, footprints in stone.

It all gets washed away.

 

Ooo—Ooo—Your new and used,

Your new and used experiences

 

Won’t be forgotten, won’t be swallowed up by time eternal,

Yes we’re small, but now something stays in its own little way.

 

Ooo—Ooo— Butterflies

Change the shape of everything.

Yeah, butterflies

Change the shape of everything.

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