Circle Verse - Gallery Lyrics

Ducking under the petals
Of rosary and thorn
I threw some water on the flickering blame
I could see a better picture then
And understand what was meant

I figure that all this talking
Is just drawing me a circle
Benched in a gallery
Holding my illustrations

Whatever happens
Depends on my reaction
And who is still there
Who is still there?

Sat in the yellow grass
Looking on with the lions
As the seeds fly past
I stroked your forehead every morning
But I couldn't tell you of what we were striving towards

I was telling my brother Shaan
About a circle so overdrawn
Sat in the museum
Pondering this history

Whatever happens
Depends on my reaction
And who is still there
Who is still there?

If love is a risk we take we'll do it anyway