We've come full circle
Like a serpent coiling no end
Just the same mad circus
Wait
For blood to blossom
The saints and soulless to mend
Like we've all forgotten again
Round again
Coming round again
Colours in my head
You
If my heart's sinking
Then I'll walk this waste land again
In some dead bar drinking
Used to be so simple my friend
Round again
Coming round again
These colours in my head
You