Circles & Signs Video (MV)

I can't get a sense of what I see
All I pick up are the faintest signs
Of where I am and where I want to be
Beneath a blinding sun that nothing finds

Bring the pen that will put an end to our day
Drops of ink will fall and ravage our game of blame
Biddings caged in paper cells that burn away
Moving in circles, staying the same

Smoke and mirrors are a tempting escape
A willful surrender to a hollow design
Changing hands for a ride with fate
Beneath a blinding sun that nothing finds

Bring the pen that will put an end to our day
Drops of ink will fall and ravage our game of blame
Biddings caged in paper cells that burn away
Moving in circles, staying the same

Bring the pen that will put an end to our day
Drops of ink will fall and ravage our game of blame
Biddings caged in paper cells that burn away
Moving in circles, staying, I'm staying... the same