The Circles are calling! As they circle round my head Weaving me dizzy and divine As we fall into the Circles of Hell. I try to block them by feeling square Only to form a triangle The pressure builds And lines are being bowed Everything collapses into roundness And my sanity goes.
Just a good summary of those moments in life when everything seems to happen at once, good things intermingling with the bad, and just dumped on you.