My Circles

Some lyrics of mine Song My Circles My circles I want to trace, want to flee from my existence's chaotic place. Then I lift myself up with a jolt, just to fall back on myself like a lightning bolt. Now I stand here, clear and free from all that dreary, monotonous debris. Whatever soup I’m spooning down, I better like the taste. Until my very final breath, I won't bow down to lick no boots in haste. So right from the start, I’d rather let it be. Listen, child, I’m no stork and no boogeyman in disguise. This song describes right now what I want and what I can realize. I do all of this without constraint, my joy goes on and on. I say it, I jump, I love to laugh again. In the distance, stars shine bright. My circles I want to trace, want to flee from my existence's chaotic place. Then I lift myself up with a jolt, just to fall back on myself like a lightning bolt. Then I lift myself high into the air, before me opens a canyon bare. The rock that cracked right here looks threatening, bleak, my final deadline near. Now my spirit animal reaches for me, a little bird I’d love to be. That takes me away from here. I fly away, alone. Up there I am, not far away. In the dirt I see the Earth lay. I can’t escape, not even by flight. So I make something of it and flutter over to your house at night. I’m looking into your garden now. Everything else can wait. My circles I trace quietly around the pond near your place. You live there, you are my true treasure and grace. Whatever one day will come to pass, A fortune increases fortune, I've figured that out at last. This I allow, this I let be. With myself I am completely alone, you see. These shall be my strengths and my key. I can experience them right now. My circles I want to trace, want to flee from my existence's chaotic place. Then I lift myself up with a jolt, just to fall back on myself like a lightning bolt. There the hearts reveal their pain. One's own nature comes to light again. Inside me, questions plague my mind, arising just like that. I have to bear it, after all, that's my life, that's flat. I hold true to what I show right here. Never will I play first fiddle, dear. Whatever will come, whatever will appear, I have felt it near. There I am animal, there I am man. As the only one, I have nothing to laugh about if I can. When I'm by myself, I don't need to make no jokes. No cheerfulness spreads out among us folks. My circles I want to trace, want to flee from my existence's chaotic place. Then I lift myself up with a jolt, just to fall back on myself like a lightning bolt. Whatever blooms for me, whatever is decreed, I escape the dreary blues. Holy crap, look how it's drawing circles again, indeed. I'll just stop this song right here. So I manage to get away after all. No need to linger at this place of fall. I want to rappel down, just hurry away into the night. Thus I keep my word tight. My circles I want to trace, want to flee from my existence's chaotic place. Then I lift myself up with a jolt, just to fall back on myself like a lightning bolt.